I did NOT like the movie “Tickled” when it came out in the theaters back in 2016, because (in my view) it portrayed the male-on-male tickling scene as something negative and to be ashamed of. I noticed the film is now available on Netflix, so if you must watch it now is your chance.
Better yet, skip the movie and go to a site like My Friends Feet or Tickled Hard — which are both FUN and HOT.
At Daddy’s Bondage Boys, Derek da Silva gets to what the captive has been dreading: the cutting of his adorable mohawk! Buzz buzz — and it’s gone, and the captive feels even more naked and vulnerable than before.
Title of this shoot: Training Play Part 3
Keywords: daddy, rope bondage, nipples, tattoos, gag, piercings, punching, shaving, crop, cbt
Features: Derek da Silva, Cullen Cable
Available at Daddy’s Bondage Boys
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It’s part one of a long session of kinky play for super fit straight man Harry, and he’s about to experience a lot of things he’s never done before. Naked and made hard and wet in their stroking hands, the prisoner is roped up tight against the pallets on the wall, then it’s time for the guys to get to work with the painfully pinching clothespins. This straight stud is a little bit defiant, but he can’t stop his cock from throbbing with excitement. The pegs are liberally applied to his most tender spots, including his balls, before being ripped away. He wants to cry out, but you can see he’s fighting it.
See the video at Boynapped
Title: Stealing A Straight Boy’s Cum – Part 1
Written by ty dehner
Waking, I lift my head as I turn to see you in darkness. Only your breath is heard coming through the micro holes that are in the area of your nose. Your breathing is your only freedom to the outside world.
I see my reflection in the well-shined black rubber that encases your head.
I love when I look at you and see an object. You are not human when you are in the black rubber, making me want you more. This morning, I am holding myself back from just grabbing you and holding you, feeling the cool, slick black latex against my naked skin.
Throwing the sheet off the bed, I see your chest gently rise and fall as you breathe that precious air while under my control. The scent of rubber fills my nose as I lightly touch you and slide my leather-gloved hand down the slick surface of the rubber sleep sack you happily went into last night after dinner.
With my light touch, I have no idea if you are awake or sleeping. As you are in darkness, the thick rubber keeps me from seeing into the world that you are locked in.
