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Scenes from ‘Prowl 4’ at Titan

In Prowl 4, take a trip with blond muscle god Trey Rexx into a leatherman fantasy as he jerks his horsecock and conjures up one hot stud after another, beginning with sizzling muscular leatherman Anthony LaFont. After Anthony pins Trey in a wrestling match, he plunges his fat cock deep into Trey’s guts until they both spray the place with spooge. Cute hard-bodied Bobby Williams appears buck naked and chained to a hobby horse and Trey nails his ass good. And in the final scene, piggy Rhet Hengst gets fucked ferociously in a sling by one stud after another, including Marco Paris, Mike Grant, Arpad Miklos (of blessed memory) and Trey; they nearly split him in two, spearing his ass with their big dicks and spraying him with gobs of sticky spunk.

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7 Days in Berlin – Part 03

By Takeo

Day 1 – Tuesday – Awaiting Sir’s arrival

Time passes slowly, blind in a cell. I have no temporal reference, it is the absolute silence in the apartment, I perceive only the noise of the chains when I move.

Already, I feel a tension in my arms, pulled horizontally. My fists closed in the mitts are also sore, and the chain which pulls on the top of my head is also rather tense. I try to move a little to lean my back on the wall and relieve myself, impossible, the chains are too tense. Even if I am not in a bondage that prevents me from moving completely, I feel a growing tension and constraint in the muscles.

I don’t know how long I’m going to hold on like this – or how long I’m supposed to hold on…

I replay the last events in my head, from leaving home in my gym clothes to being stuck here in my uniform alone in a cell. I can’t believe what’s happening to me. I’ve already gone beyond many of my limits, including willingly submitting to strangers. But this time, unlike my previous encounters with Florian, I really want to go further to satisfy him, to do whatever he asks me to do without reluctance and to really be in my role as a slave seeking nothing more than to satisfy him. My cock is hard in my cage as my imagination wanders and I think of the multiple possibilities of bondage and games that I will be able to experiment during these few days.

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Some Time in Rubber – Part 6

By rts

The seemingly endless night crept slowly into dawn, my body shivered in its cold wet rubber confinement, the mud squished under my butt as I squirmed uncomfortably around, my lower legs held fast in its tight grip. During the night my movements had sunk me deeper into the bog, the mud now covering my crotch and hips, water continually leaking through the zipper into the suit.

I was grateful for the return of the sun, actually looking forward to its burning heat after the cold misery of this past night, and knowing that finally sometime today he was coming back for me. Tired from my sleepless night, hungry and cold as I sat there trapped in my cold rubbersuit wet with the infiltrating water and my old sweat, foul with my piss and powerless to free myself. This would be day seven totally covered and contained in this thick heavy rubber, seven days with my neck held fast in this posture collar, my waist bound tightly with this thick rubber and steel belt, my cock and balls trapped inside this locked metal chastity container.

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