Remembering Augie


Remembering Augie

By Gil Kessler

August Kalin passed away in New York City on April 4, 2011, following a major stroke two weeks earlier. Augie was 55. He was born in Syracuse, NY, and lived most of his life in the state. For the last five and a half years he lived with me in a wonderful Sir/boy relationship, both in New York City’s Greenwich Village and at our country home near Port Jervis, NY.

Augie was intelligent, creative, loving and handsome. He was “harleyxr” on Recon, and had many dear friends. We first met at the 1993 March on Washington for Gay Rights when a group of us in leather left the hotel and passed this innocent waif standing on the corner. He asked if we knew where the Eagle was. “Come with us, little boy” was our response, and later in the evening I took him “home.” That began our friendship, culminating in Augie’s moving in with me in October 2005.

He had several careers, including managing a 12 million gallon petroleum bulk facility for Sunoco, working for the NYC Parks Department as a gardener, and reorganizing and running the offices of a Brooklyn construction company. He converted the second floor of our country garage into a large dungeon (including innovative equipment), and had many fun scenes there. He especially loved clothespins, bondage, flogging and rubber, and his interest in photography leaves me with many wonderful pictures.

Augie was an avid motorcyclist, and rode all over the US. His first trip abroad was with me to London, then Costa Rica, then Turkey and Greece. Very favorite book: Lord of the Rings; favorite opera: Barber of Seville; favorite music group: ABBA; favorite classical music: Gil playing Rachmaninoff’s Prelude in C# Minor on the piano; beloved pet: Jake, the basset hound, still living upstate with Augie’s previous lover (and our good friend) Paul.

For many years, Augie was a member of GMSMA, Delta, and TES. He took the Novices SIG in 2005, then we shared the teaching of the course each year since. He took very good care of me (now I’ll have to even relearn how to cook!), and I will miss him so very much.

Augie is survived by his mother, sisters, and brother. He passed peacefully in hospice, his hand in mine.




Keeping a Line on Your Bottom

Checkmate coverKeeping a Line on Your Bottom (or Vice Versa)

By Harold Cox

From Checkmate 17, November 1996, posted with permission

One of the benefits of living on 50 acres are the opportunities presented for outdoors play. Curiously, Bob and I do only a limited amount here and not completely sure why. Weather is a limitation in the climate of Northeastern Pennsylvania, which has winter, summer and a four-hour interlude in between. Another possible problem is that most of the visitors to the Mountain are city slickers who are squeamish about the bugs and other critters that abound around, in and under the house. Even though we have a wasp nest in the front entrance which makes some visitors nervous (we signed a non-aggression pact several years ago and studiously ignore each other) there are less bugs, comparatively speaking, inside than outside.

We do have visitors who enjoy the out of doors, including Monterey Jack, whose idea of a good time is to be chained naked to a tree in the woods, preferably during a rainstorm (see his article in CM 16). This is another example of the importance of the mind in SM. Jack’s goal is to be completely helpless. He achieves this goal by getting himself into situations where he would rather be anyplace other than where he is and has no way of making relocation. This convinces him that he is truly out of control.

A couple of years ago, we decide to erect a dog run in the woods several hundred feet from the house for Jack’s entertainment. The design is quite simple and consists of a steel cable fastened between two trees and a chain to which the subject is attached with slides along the cable. The attachment can be to a steel collar, to handcuffs or to both, according to your preference. I don’t recommend attaching the chain to leg irons. There is usually too much debris lying on the forest floor that could snag the chain and possibly trip up the prisoner. We are using half-inch uncovered cable because we had a good supply on hand. However, weathered wire cable has a tendency to develop steel splinters and should be handled only with heavy gloves. New quarter-inch cable with plastic coating is smooth, and also lighter and easier to put in place, although we think that is lacks something of the air of authority provided by the larger cable.

The length of the cable depends upon the locations of the anchor trees and your personal tastes. The cable that we are using here is 40 feet long between the trees. This is long enough to provide the chainee with a suitable change of venue. For the meticulous captive who is going to be leashed for the better part of a day or more, it allows him to eat and live at one end of the cable while using the ground around the other end as his toilet. It’s little amenities like this that allow for gracious living under adverse circumstances.

You should probably not use a cable of more than 50 feet. The longer the cable, the more dead weight that you have to deal with while fastening it in place. Putting up a 40-foot cable is a two-man job, with one supporting the middle of the cable while the other fastens the second end to the tree.

We recommend fastening the cable between eight and ten feet high on the trees and keeping the lowest point on the cable higher than the height of the attached “dog.” The cable should be looped twice around the tree and held in place with suitable clamps. We use two half-inch u-bolt wire rope clamps at each end. These are available at any hardware store.

chained up in the woodsHarold CoxThe chain leash should be long enough to reach the ground so that if it is attached to the subject’s collar he won’t be injured if he accidentally falls. It also allows him to lie down and rest during the long scene. We are using a 10-foot chain with a 2-and-a-half-inch steel ring welded to one end to use as a slide (see pictures). You can use the end link of the chain if the link has an inside diameter large enough to keep it from binding on the cable.  Use of a padlock or a threaded connecting link allows you to remove the chain from the cable without disconnecting one end of the cable from the tree. However, make sure they allow enough play to keep the chain from binding on the cable and if you used a connecting link make sure it’s tightened down enough that busy little hands can’t worry it loose and achieve an unauthorized escape.

There are a lot of possibilities for scenes based on this setup. A small lean-to can be placed at one end of the run in which the detainee can set up housekeeping for an indeterminate period. We have done no long-term confinement using the dog run here at the Mountain, a long afternoon being the limit thus far. However, we are advised of one situation in southern California where a Top going on vacation left his bottom in the care of a friend for a week or two. The bottom was in a similar situation to this, was fed regularly and periodically hosed down. We have no way of authenticating this story, although the Top who told us (the bottom sitter) has a good reputation and the arid climate in which it supposedly occurred would make it feasible as long as shelter from the sun was available.


This article and pictures are © 1996 and 2011 by Telecentral Electronics. Reprinted with permission.


Metal would like to thank the author, who can be contacted on Recon under the screen name Zerotaf.


Also thanks to nycbondageswitch for helping prepare the text for posting here on Metalbond.


Keeping a Line on Your Bottom




The dangers of nitrous oxide

I just got back from the hospital, where I visited a local friend and play buddy who has been unresponsive for the past week and a half after a solo play accident involving nitrous oxide canisters — which are also commonly known as whipped cream chargers, “whippits,” “whippets” or “nangs.”

Everyone should be aware that using these canisters is dangerous. It can lead to serious physical harm, including brain damage or even death.

Please use caution.

A prison toilet

Hey fuckers, listen up. This is important. If you are going to keep a prisoner for any length of time, you are going to need a toilet. That’s right, you need a real, functioning toilet that he can piss and shit into. Get him locked with access to a toilet, and you can keep him prisoner for days, weeks — even months! — provided you feed and water him, of course.

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Anyone who has a toilet like this installed in a cell or a basement is obviously quite serious about keeping a man prisoner. This is hardcore. This makes me hard.

Today’s pictures are from the men at Serious Male Bondage, who know a thing or two about real confinement.

But the INSPIRATION behind today’s posting is from Zerotaf — one of the very few men in the country with an identical toilet (plus something even more serious that Metal has used many times over the years while locked on a hard concrete floor ) .

Keep checking back here to Metalbond for more on keeping a prisoner.



Twelve Days of Christmas – Part 5 and 6

By boyinacage

Part 5 – Happy Christmas

Have you ever spent a good evening with heavy play, and exhausted fallen into bed with the other guy’s arms wrapped around you? Having done so have you ever not been able to sleep because he turned out to be the snorer from hell? Well in didn’t seem to happen to these two Berlin guys, they both were heavy snorers. Why should I care? Because the ruddy butt plug seemed to be set to noise activation and so, exhausted as I was, I whiled away the night awake with a butt plug vibrating in sympathy to TWO snorers.

Continue reading Twelve Days of Christmas – Part 5 and 6

Mark Goes To Jail

I asked Morgan if I could post his very hot first-person story “Mark Goes To Jail” here on Metalbond, but he said no, and fuck me very much for even requesting such a thing. Instead he wants you wankers to buy his book, which contains the story and other tales of his adventures, on Amazon or get it on kindle.


Or … if you happen to have issue 40 of Checkmate (the “Prison Issue”) like I do, you can read it there.


Thanks Morgan, you fucker.

Fuck you, too!


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