Bartender Takedown with Will Parks and Rob Yaeger

In this video from KinkMen, cock-blocking  Will Parks is taken down by a group of pissed off gay bar patrons

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There’s a new straight, but intolerant bartender at the gay bar named Will Parks. After yelling at a couple kissing at the bar, and breaking up the bathroom cruising spot, the crowd is completely fed up. Before Will knows it, the angry homophobe is taken down and his clothes ripped off in front of a crowd.

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The guys tie him up and take him around the bar for everyone to grope before holding him down and zapping his balls with the electric zapper. Will is made to service the entire crowd before he’s passed around like a little fuck doll for everyone to use and abuse. After a fresh zipper, the horny patrons take turns dropping their loads on the bartender’s face before dragging him upstairs, where the punishment has only begun.

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A Case of Mistaken Identity

By Arrest22

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

It was about noon on a Friday. I work overnights, so I was just beginning my weekend. I was flying down the highway on 680. I was wearing dark blue jeans, my Friday staple, a midnight blue polo, and birkenstocks. I changed into my sandals after hitting the gym at work.

Sometimes when the music hits, you lose track of time. In my case, I also lost track of my speedometer.

I saw the blue lights in my rearview before I heard them.

“FUCK!” I exclaimed loudly to no one.

I found a safe place to pull over. Doing so was not the easiest task as it was lunch hour on a Friday. I could hear the cop car telling me to pull over from their loud speaker. It was annoying because that’s exactly what I was trying to do.

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Tickle Master Matt Ties and Tickles Gerald in Vegas

Matt is a master who likes to take charge and educate all kinds of guys. He is a very experienced dom who has all the skills necessary to take charge and teach a guy a lesson. He has real talent in making guys submit to his will, using everything he’s learned over the years, and some great tools he’s picked up along the way. Watching him educate a new arrival is a delight. Gerald is one of those individuals that you see in a room and you immediately have a smile on your face. He’s also one of the most ticklish guys! From his upper body to the bottoms of his feet, Matt makes sure to hit every inch of this beautiful man!

Matt is a master who likes to take charge and educate all kinds of guys

He is a very experienced dom who has all the skills necessary to take charge and teach a guy a lesson

 

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Title: TKLFest ’24: Gerald Tickled in Vegas

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Leather Road Trip – Part 02

By rts

Note from Metal: This is a continuation of a long-standing story by rts. To start at the beginning, click here.

I was relieved to be getting on my Harley again. It felt weird to be sitting in my piss and sweat soaked leathers in the saddle. I’ve been in all my gear, boots and leathers for 9 days and now locked in them until I get home. The worst part is being constantly trapped in this long sleeve rubber shirt under my jacket hurting with every movement making me sore. I am filthy, smelly, with sweat, piss and stale beer. I am going to be quite the sight on this miserable trip home. It’s about 700 miles and I hope I can do it without any problems in less than 2 days.

I checked the gas and it’s pretty low. Boss told me the nearest station is just over 12 miles and pointed me down the road. I started the bike and headed out. It felt good to be riding again, taking it easy and checking the odometer. When I got to 10 miles the motor started to sputter. I nursed the throttle but only made it another mile before the tank was empty. Crap, I was alone on this empty road, I hadn’t seen another car. Hoping that Boss was right and there was only a mile to go to reach gas, I resigned myself to push my heavy bike that long mile. Lucky for me the road was flat and had no hills to deal with, but locked in my leathers it was a slow long hot sweaty struggle and I had to keep stopping to rest but finally I could see the Gas sign and managed to push the bike the last hundred yards to the pumps. I sat down on the saddle, my leathers squishing with sweat feeling 10 pounds heavy.

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