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Risk – Part 11
By lthr_jock
Mike shook his head as he blearily came back to consciousness. He was lying on his side in a back alley. He could feel the heat of another person close behind him, skin touching and he could feel the urgent push of an erect cock against the small of his back. He flinched away from the touch and rolled over to see a man lying on his side and grinning at him. Even lying down, it was clear he was bigger than Mike – taller and more muscular – and his hair was in a military flat-top. He was naked except for a black speedo, which did nothing to hide the fact that the man was clearly aroused.
“Hey fella, calm down. Looks like we all got dumped here.” The man seemed unconcerned and levered himself to his feet. “We’re the first ones to recover.” He pointed to another four men who were lying in the alley and seemed to be asleep. Mike looked down to find that he was also naked except for a black speedo. He stood up and headed over with the other man to see if the others were alright.
They quickly came round with mixed expressions of confusion and disgust. Mike was still trying to process what had happened – the whole thing had such a dream-like quality that he could almost convince himself that it had never happened. The man that had been spooning Mike walked up to him and offered him his hand. “I’m Barry. Barry Andrews.” Mike replied “I’m Mikey” and nervously shook it. As he did Barry pulled him in for a hug and as he did whispered in his ear, “Don’t know how much you were into what happened, Mikey, but I thought you looked amazing in that rubber.” Mike started to ask how Barry knew which one was him and then realised that his skin still had fragments of the liquid latex on it.
Mike Gaite obeys Kristofer Weston
Meanwhile in San Francisco, Mike Gaite visits Mr. Kristofer for a hot bondage session! He starts off cleaning the floors and polishing knobs for Mr. Weston, who comes home to inspect Mike’s work and his muscle toy. His inspection turns into an order to polish more of what he has, including that big cock! Mr. Kristofer orders Mike around and then shows him how much he can be a kinky obedient sub in this wild San Francisco fuck!
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Heavy lockdown in heavy gear
Paolo’s sexy pink fuckhole is totally exposed
At BreederFuckers, Paolo is restrained in nothing but a jock strap — and he’s secured in the most terrifyingly vulnerable position a straight man can be! On his back with his legs spread apart, his sexy pink fuckhole is totally exposed! Beneath his gag he hyperventilates, because every second he is in a panic knowing they can plunge their cocks into his precious arsehole. They can make money whoring this prime hetero fucker out! But the resistaned bastard refuses to play along, so they need to break down his resistance. Dave takes out his cane and lashes the soles of Paolo’s feet, causing him the most excruciating pain. While he’s still thrashing about and fighting with every fibre of his being against his restraints, Dave also whips his arse cheeks till they are striped red. He strains to clamp that arsehole shut, but he can’t stop them from inserting a speculum in his anus to prise it open. They can see straight up this fucker’s hole now.
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Three Slaves – Part 07
By Practicerestraint
Chris led 502 out the door, down the hall, and around a corner. Stopping in front of a double-wide door, he unclipped 502’s wrist restraints.
“Stretch a bit. You may be here for a while.”
After he had loosened up the muscles in his arms and shoulders, 502 put his hands behind his back and Chris secured the restraints. He then opened one of the doors and pulled on 502’s leash. The slave stepped in, quickly stopped in his tracks, and repressed an unpleasant wave of déjà vu.
Looking around, 502 saw a medical facility that reminded him of his earlier experience. He focused on a medical examination table with leather restraints attached. Beyond that, he saw a hospital bed with similar restraints and stirrups; next to it, another hospital bed with Segufix restraints. This bed was occupied, with a slave tightly secured.
“The patrons will be worked up after the milking, and 317 here may be providing them with entertainment.”
Risk – Part 10
By lthr_jock
Mike panicked at the thought of being paraded down his own street dressed like he was and braced his feet, trying to resist as Jan pushed him towards the door. “Jan, come on, you can’t…” Mike paused as the muscled Pole pushed him another foot towards the door. “You can’t fucking DO this!”
Mike twisted out of Jan’s grip and turned to face him. Jan’s reaction was to shove Mike hard in the chest causing him to crash into the door with a massive thud. As he hit, the back of his head slammed against the door, causing him to see stars momentarily. That was all the time Jan needed. Before Mike could do anything else, he slammed a fist into Mike’s stomach. The young copper doubled up and as he gasped for breath, he felt Jan force a large rubber ball into his mouth. In seconds it was secured behind his head. Mike was relieved as he knew Jan couldn’t take him outside while he was gagged. He stood up, gasping for air through the gag and watched as Jan pulled a spit hood out from a pocket on the stab vest.
He pulled it down over Mike’s head and then secured it around his throat. Mike peered out through the cloth and realised this had been treated somehow – it was hard to see anything because Jan had painted the inside of the hood so that his features would be totally invisible. He relaxed as he realised that no-one would recognise him and he stopped struggling as Jan opened the door.
