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These works by Brick are from his recent series, called “Slave Academy 2022” — and they are shared here with his permission:

Metal would like to say a big THANK YOU to Brick for sharing these erotic male fantasies with everyone by letting the images be shared here!
See more works by Brick by clicking on his name in the list of tags, directly below.
Also be sure to check out this posting about the artist on the Mitchmen site.
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 19: We Have Lots of Room for Storage
You may be wondering what I thought of that conversation. I was wondering what I thought, myself. I knew I wasn’t, like “hurt” or “humiliated,” which is probably what I was supposed to be. I did know I was happy to get to see the Owner, no matter what he said. After all, he was the Owner. I was wearing his clothes on my back and the name he gave me on my chest. He paid 90 thousand dollars for me! And he gave me exactly the kind of job I wanted. I was gonna be a grunt. I was gonna be doing mindless labor! No problems! No worries! And it was gonna be for the rest of my life! “What I buy, I keep.”
I guess there are two types of people. One type, if they hear somebody talking about them, and it isn’t all perfect and wonderful, they’re unhappy. They’re upset. They try to figure how to forget it or get rid of it or get an apology for it. The other type, they’re interested in what they heard. They feel good that somebody’s actually talking about them.
In a posting on his website, tallglassofoj gives an account of a jail roleplay weekend. Click the image directly below to read all about his experience and to see some pictures:
Fucking hot if you ask me!
Learn more about the facility by clicking here.
By Zac Loughty
This story is about adults, to be read by adults only.
The author would like to thank his Discipline Monitor for his ‘encouragement’ to get this story finished, and for proofreading this story.
OUCH!
Crap! It’s as if a boy scout has tied one of his fancy knots in my calf. I knead it with my fingers, trying to get it out.
This is what happens when you spend a night folded up in your cage.
I’m being punished. Sir says I was rude to our server last night. Whatever! I mean, isn’t that what a server’s supposed to do… SERVE? Geesh!
I need to piss! I reach through the bars and grab one of the wide-mouth bottles set within reach for this purpose. I remove the cap, position myself on all fours and drop my caged dick in the hole. What a pain in the ass!
Relief! My warm piss fills the bottle. I screw the cap back on and set the bottle outside my cage.
I wonder if Sir unlocked the padlock yet!
I turn around, reach through the bars, and grab the padlock. Crap! Still locked. I yank on it a few times just to make sure. I push on the cage door, but I know I’m not getting out. I want out!
I lie back down and wrap my scratchy blanket around me. It’s cold in the basement! I’m naked except for my collar and chastity cage. It would be really nice to lie down next to Sir’s body right about now.
Edge has a video archive website featuring dozens of clips, from leather thoughts to gear to cigars and even kink affirmations. It’s worth checking out. Click here
For even more from Edge, check out his YouTube channel. My favorites are his Fourth of July cigar smoking videos.
And his Tumblr page as well!
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 18: Where Nice Guys Finish Up
When you’re standing in a slapholder, everybody on the street can see you, which I guess is supposed to be very shameful and humiliating. A lot of people looked at me and laughed, but I didn’t mind that much. In fact, I thought I was lookin pretty good in my new browns. Also, you can see stuff when you’re hangin in one of those things, which was great because I’d seen practically nothing of the city before, and lots of it was really beautiful, especially the part we were going to, which turned out to be an ultra-rich part of town. It was like one palace after another.
When we slowed down, I saw one that had “Alcazar” on the gate, but we were just slappies so we didn’t go in there. We had to go down and around to the back. Then they let me off the truck and hustled me into this big ugly brick building that you could tell was just for the servants, and right away I was standing in front of a boss slap with NAT on his shirt. “My Name is Nat, How May I Serve You?” But he was actually wearing long sleeves, and pants rather than shorts! All brown, of course, but I was beginning to get the impression that this was a place that was tryin to be, like, over the top when it came to luxury items.
In this new video posted at Men In Chains, loudmouth inmate Cody Stiles gets punished by being thrown in solitary confinement. That’ll teach him! Or will it?
Also newly added:
Bind in “Lock Down Full Time – Day 82”
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