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Video: Hunter has Joseph staked out with his bare ass exposed

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Hunter has secretly fantasized about turning hot, young Joseph into his bitch for years. Now he’s doing it, without reservation, first with the whip, then with the fuck-machine. Scroll down for a few video preview from Dream Boy Bondage.

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Joseph has just the right amount of muscle, the face of a movie-star and a round, tight ass. His best friend, Hunter, has been his “wingman” since they were younger, but, unbeknownst to Joseph, Hunter has secretly wanted to fuck him for years while also resenting him for always getting the girl, for his good looks and easy charm. Hunter loves running his hands over Joe’s naked, muscular body as he squirms and resists, bound face-down to an inclined table. “Come on, man!” Joe says, totally confused, since the old guy and his electric-collar are nowhere to be seen. Then the whip comes crashing down on his ass – with more confidence and vigor. “Fuck!” Joe bellows, as the whipping continues. “And now I’m going to fuck you,” Hunter announces, showing his bud a dildo mounted to a powerful machine. The look of terror on Joe’s face is priceless.

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Title of this shoot: Joseph & Hunter – Straight Bros – Chapter 6

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Jonas – Part 2

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By ty dehner

Lying on the bed in the rubber dry suit, hooded in rubber and in heavy iron shackles I just listened as I heard the garage door open, then close. Shortly after Jonas was standing over me. He had a heavy chain that is attached to the steel collar with a Master lock and tugged on it to get me off the bed. He smiled at me, “Oh you’re going to like what happens next boy.” He turned and led me down the hallway and into the garage.

Jonas had pulled his truck into my garage with the bed towards the door. He tugged on the chain and instructed me to climb into the back. I turned looking at him, questioning his order.

“Listen, you’re not in any real position to question anything I want you to do. You’re locked in that suit until I decide you will come out of it. So, get in the fucking truck bed on your back.”

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Poll question: Would you use a human urinal bound in the men’s room at a leather bar?

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This posting is inspired by ty dehner — author of the male BDSM story “Jonas” currently running in the Metalbond Prison Library. He suggested a poll asking the question, “If you walked into a men’s room at a leather bar and found a rubber object bound and ready to be used as a urinal, would you?” Wanting to get at the bottom of this serious matter, I posted the question as a poll on the official Metalbond Twitter feed, and the results are in:

  • 87 percent said that yes, they would indeed piss in the human urinal!
  • 13 percent said no.

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Two of the respondents wisely added a comment that they would use the guy as a urinal provided he gave a consent signal such as the nod of his head. Another respondent said that he would like to use the guy as a urinal but that seeing him bound would make him so hard he would be unable to piss.

How about you? Assuming there was consent, would you make use of the rubber object bound as a urinal? Although the Twitter poll is ended, you can leave a message with your response in the comments section below.

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Jack Hunter gets tied up in the Nevada desert

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Completely nude and tied to the hood of a white SUV, Jack Hunter gets driven through the Nevada desert. He’s suspended from concrete ruins, and his big cock is edged by Tony Orlando and Sebastian Keys.

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The Bet – Chapter 02

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As we walk into the club, it is empty except for the two barmen still setting up. The music is on but at a lower level than it will be later. Bob has clearly arranged this last night, because the small stage is empty except for a heavy chain locked to a ring protruding from the centre of the stage. Bob unclips the leash from my collar and padlocks the chain to the front. The weight of it pulls my head down. The chain is about 6 ft long so allows me to stand (just) but if I stay on all fours, I can get to near the edge of the stage. That is I can until Bob padlocks my ankle shackles to the ring. Now I have no choice but to remain here in full view of everyone who comes into the club.

Bob crouches down in front of me. The rubber suit is making me sweat and I can feel it pooling inside the suit. My muscles are already aching from the stress position that my arms are in. “OK, slave, so here you are nicely on display for everyone coming in to see. I think they need to see the man who has Topped so many of them reduced to being a rubber slave, don’t you?” I shake my head in the negative, grunting into the gag and begging him to put the hood back on. All I succeed in doing is making myself drool even more. Bob wipes up the drool with one gloved hand and then smears it in my already messy hair. He tuts, “What a mucky slave. I might have to shave that head later – slaves don’t need hair.” My eyes widen at the thought and I continue to try and beg him not to.

Bob stands up “what a loud slave. I might have to find some way to quieten you down.”

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