Busman’s Holiday – Part 22

By lthr_jock

Clark staggered upstairs, still slightly unsteady on his feet. He tried to stand unsupported but wavered and had to hold himself up against the wall. He shook his head and pulled himself together and headed back to his post. But he hardly got there, when he grabbed his stomach and dived into the nearest toilets. There he threw up – he thought it must be a reaction to the drugs Palmer had given him but it could well have been a reaction to his rape by Morrison. As he thought about it, his stomach churned and he threw up again, retching bile as the protein shakes he had been eating for the last 2 days gave him little to bring up.

“Clark? You OK?”

He heard a voice outside the stall and stood up, grabbing his cap from where it had fallen on the floor and using it to hide his shaven head before flushing and heading out. There he saw Palmer, a concerned look on his face. He rubbed his stomach ruefully.

“Must have eaten something bad. I’m going to head home.”

“Yeah. Look after yourself, Clark.”

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Frat Boy’s Bitch Boy – Part 08

By Greg Alexander

I was so scared I could have shit my pants. There I was, bound, gagged and completely helpless, at the mercy of a bunch of muscular frat jocks who at this moment had every reason to hate me, and every motive to extract their revenge. All I could do is crane my neck and stare up at them, a desperate pleading look in my eyes, as the row of pledges stared back at me, distinctly unforgiving smirks on each of their faces.

“Remember,” Trevor was saying to them, as they all looked down at me, none of them taking their eyes off of me, “the little shit bag has pictures on his hard drive of all of you naked, elephant walking around the basement of this fraternity. Little creep likes to sneak in here and take pictures of us late at night. Don’t ask me how. Now, pledges, it is up to us, the brothers of Delta Psi, to scare the cocksucker straight.”

The pledges were nodding enthusiastically at this.

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Video: Bradley is shaved and tortured on the rack

At Dream Boy Bondage, Bradley has been flipped over onto his back and strapped to the hinged wooden rack, his back arched and his lean abs sucked in seductively. The man behind the captive’s ordeal is obsessed not only with his beauty and huge cock but also his youth and innocence. He instructs Jared to shave off all the hair from Bradley’s torso – including his pubes. Jared eagerly complies – then sprays the resulting razor burns with alcohol! Bradley looks on in horror as he’s shaved clean – he knows this can’t be good! – and gasps in pain when Jared sprays his raw arm pits and pubic area with alcohol then smacks them with the crop. Still, he quietly absorbs this pain and humiliation, hoping, naively, that these men won’t hurt him too badly.

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Title of this shoot: Bradley – Dreams Come True – Part 4

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