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Event Urinal – Part 03

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By Nitro

Nitro gay piss pigWe rode down the elevator with his hand pressing against the monster in my ass, causing me to moan EVERYTIME he pressed it.  He was pressing it with each floor we passed, and for any floor the elevator stopped on he pressed it hard and held it in deep the entire time the door was open.

“Are you ready for a fun day boy?  Didn’t you say ‘Feels amazing SIR- it wants to be your toy for you to enjoy!  I’d stay this way ALL day if you wanted SIR’ weren’t those the last words you spoke?”  He said while holding the plug deep in my hole.

“MMMMPPPPPHHHHHHMMPPPPPHHHHHH” I was trying so hard to articulate that I can’t possibly stay this way all day – i just can’t do it – it sounded so hot – but FUCK.

“That’s what I thought.  You know you’re right where you belong don’t you?” He said quietly in my ear just before he turned and looked into the dark tinted lenses of the urinal hood.

I slowly kneeled down by his feet on the elevator floor as he rubbed my rubbered head. “Good boy – that’s what I thought.”

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Training Week at the Campground: A Novel – Part 15

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By AlphaMetal

Day 8, Evening – The Colonel and the slave

It had just begun to get dark and the Commander and the man Cody thought of as “the Colonel” were relaxing in the living room of the Commander’s trailer after supper. Each had a glass of bourbon and they were smoking cigars to celebrate the officer’s successful week at the camp. The Commander was incredibly proud of his old friend and his friend was proud of himself as well. It was an experience that would make him an even better Dom and give him greater confidence about taking charge of a boy. It was getting time for him to settle down, after all, and having just retired from the Marine Corps as a major general a few weeks ago, after a long career in the service, he finally had the freedom to complete that part of his life.

The Commander and his old friend drank their whisky, smoked their cigars, and discussed old times, and began comparing notes about Cody, Wrestler, and Pretty Boy.

About an hour later there was a knock at the trailer door and the Commander said, “Come in.” The slaveboy entered the trailer and saw the man on the couch with his glass of whisky and cigar, the man whose sore muscles the slave had massaged. He noticed the man’s black boots and his heart skipped a beat. He was thrilled to see the boots.

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Training Week at the Campground: A Novel – Part 14

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By AlphaMetal

Day 7, Evening – The Last Night at the Campground

The four boys were back in the dormitory at parade rest at the ends of their cots, in their prison scrubs and barefoot as usual. They all knew this was the last day and that the week of training was coming to an end. One more night shackled to their cots and then they would go home with their Masters in the morning.

As the boys stood by their cots the Commander motioned to the slave, who left the room and returned carrying the clothes the Colonel had worn when he first arrived at the camp: a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt with “U.S.N.A.” in gold letters.

The slave handed the Colonel’s jeans, t-shirt, underwear, and socks to the Commander, who in turn handed them to the Colonel and nodded. The Colonel slipped off his prison scrubs and boxers and got dressed in his old clothes as the boys watched. Cody hadn’t paid attention to the writing on the Colonel’s t-shirt that first day but when he looked at the gold letters — U.S.N.A. — it hit him: “United States Naval Academy. The man had gone Annapolis. He’s isn’t in the Army, he’s in the Navy.”

The “Colonel” was dressed in his own clothes but Cody noticed that he was standing in his socks; his sneakers had not been returned to him.

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Keith and slave – Part 01

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Written by CathGear on recon

Creatively inspired, while wearing a catheter.

This story is a work of fiction. While most of the acts are possible, long-term effects from any one action could affect quality of life in the future of such a person.

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I have always felt like I should serve someone. But until I met Keith, I was lost on the internet of life, just going from one play date, to another. Don’t get me wrong. I have/had boyfriends. But they were never ones that wanted to control my life. But, things are different with Keith. Have mostly a routine in the house. He does mix it up from time to time. But that is good in a relationship.

We started out, like most of my relationships, with an ad on the internet and a play date. I came over and he tied me up, fucked me, and made me suck on his cock till I took it down his load down my throat. We talked for a while, and I noticed that he wasn’t a very good housekeeper. I asked him if he wanted me to come over once a week and tidy things up a bit. No pay, just to see him, and maybe have some play, while I was there.

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Vinny gets tortured on the X cross

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A gym-honed captive is sliced brutally with the single-tail whip, then pumps out a huge load of cum all over his abs, then is fucked with a hard, rubber dildo.

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Vinny has never looked better, his fine body splayed on the X-cross, back arched, abs fluttering, his body hairless but for his perfectly trimmed pubes and pits. And now he belongs to Felix Frost, who doesn’t just want to fuck him but hurt him, to watch his gym-honed body writhe in pain. Felix whips him over and over with the single-tail, marring his smooth, creamy skin, then sprays the wounds with alcohol. “Please!” the prisoner begs. “I’ll cum for you!” Felix accepts Vinny’s offer and sucks and licks that million-dollar cock, getting the captive hard, then releases his wrists. “Finish it if off!” Felix demands. “I’ll do whatever you please, Sir,” Vinny replies, working his cock, nervously looking at his lust-filled captor, trying desperately to please, until he busts a huge load of cum all over his abs. But he’s not going anywhere. Felix shoves a hard, rubber dildo down the captive’s throat then rams it up his ass.

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