For those of you who follow the Metalbond site, you will no doubt recognize Jared of Dream Boy Bondage, who is one of the most sadistic tormentors there. But this guy can also TAKE IT, as well. Check out this video clip:
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Those who were around in the mid 90s might remember the Men of Discipline. Here are some pictures I stole off their website a long time ago:
If I remember correctly, they had chapters in NYC, Washington DC and San Francisco. I used to secretly watch two of their founding members, Julio and Tom, walking up and down the Christopher Street piers on Sunday afternoons.
Hard tattooed man Yuris is in an absolute panic as he’s tied down with his arse up in the air while only wearing a tight pair of white pants. You can see the dark crevice of his arse crack through the sheer fabric. He’s achingly vulnerable but can do nothing to escape. Dave slides his hands all over his manly body and gags him. His pants are strongly wrenched up so the fabric slices up against his arsehole and crushes his big full balls. His underwear is destroyed, leaving his arse totally exposed to whatever devilish Dave wants to do with his shelf full of wicked discipline instruments.
Yuris’ arse is beaten with a selection of implements till his pale arse cheeks are burning red. Now the lightest smack from a paddle hurts like a bitch! He’ll do anything to stop a further beating to his bum even suck the hard cock shoved in his face. Yuris gags on the stiff meat and the thick stench of a man’s crotch. He pushes himself to suck it to stop his spanking even though he’s drooling with rivers of snot dripping down his face. Dave pounds his hard cock into Yuris’ arse while he’s sucking. The pair screw him mercilessly at both ends till he’s painfully sore and dripping in cum.
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By Greg Alexander
Trevor lay there for a while, just staring at the ceiling and thinking as I licked the soles of his feet. Finally, he grabbed his cellphone and flipped it on. I saw him speed dial someone. “Hey dude…” I heard him say. “Yeah, man. This is Trevor. Yeah, I know, awesome game, fucking right down to the wire . . . yeah I watched the whole thing . . .Listen — I gotta big favor to ask. Are you at the frat right now? Yeah? No shit? Well, would you mind sending one of the pledges over to my dorm room with one of the paddles from downstairs? The really wicked looking long one, yeah . . . no, bro, I’m not fucking around with you. I need it. Why?” He looked down at me and his eyebrows flickered mischievously. “Cuz I wanna show it to my roommate, that’s why. I think he deserves to see it . . . yeah, yeah, I’ll explain later man . . . hey, thanks dude, see ya at practice tomorrow.”
Trevor hung up, and we sat there in silence for a few minutes, Trevor just rubbing his cock idly and examining me.
There was a knock on the door. Trevor got up off the bed, wearing only his T-shirt, and not bothering to cover his ramrod cock, went over to the door. I was of course unable to turn around, but I heard him open it, talk to someone in a muffled voice, and then close it.
As he approached me from behind, I could hear him swinging something wooden against the palm of his hand over and over, making a sadistic slapping sound each time.
“Alright, my little bitch,” Trevor said. “I want you to meet a very special friend of mine.”
Trevor ungagged me, for the second time that day, and set his foul athletic socks, now soaked with my saliva, off to the side. Grinning happily, he dangled his new toy in front of my eyes.
