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A suited businessman gets cuffed by a hot cop
Police Lieutenant Leo Bacchus likes his sex hard and out in the open with subservient sexual deviants. He spends most of his time patrolling the local cruising spots hunting for horny businessmen. The Lieutenant catches an unsuspecting businessman, Only Matt, looking to hook up while jerking off inside his car. He throws the suited stud against his car and handcuffs him. Lieutenant Leo reminds the businessman that he has a lot to lose if he is arrested and insists he comply. The man in blue teaches Only Matt a lesson in respecting the law and authority by fingering and fucking him hard and deep until finally satisfied and blows his big load all over him.
VIDEO at Menatplay.com
TITLE: Disorderly Conduct
STARRING: Leo Bacchus, Only Matt
A Left Turn at Albuquerque – Part 02
By Hunter Perez
I opted not to block Nicky on social media. Instead, I responded that I would contact him once I had more details on my Albuquerque trip. I quietly resolved not to engage him in further conversation – while I had no bad feelings to him, I was also not eager to pick up where we left off ten years earlier.
The next morning, there was a message from Nicky on my social media page. “Good morning!” he wrote. “I hope today will be a happy and productive day for you. Take care of yourself! Nicky.” He added a couple of smiley emojis at the end of the message. I did not respond.
The following morning, there was another message. “Good morning! It will be a good day for you, enjoy it! Nicky.” A few more smiley emojis were part of that message. Again, I did not respond.
The Prison Writer – Chapter 16
By Joshua Ryan
The party happened at a really nice steak place (“top ranked,” my brother said), and Wyatt and his friends ate and drank, and you could tell that in five years they would all be totally fat. Not that I don’t like to eat steak and drink. Because I do. But anyway, they were going on and on with all this sports talk that is totally uninteresting to me, while I kept ordering drinks with my fake ID, which made me feel like the kind of person the Department of Corrections calls “an offender”! although everybody at Kingston does it, and they’re all on their way to boring jobs, and finally I heard something that sounded like an interesting story. Which was that Donald so and so, who was in their class at St. Swithin’s, had fallen on hard times. His dad had gotten in all kinds of complications and Donald had to leave his job, which was “nothing to brag about anyway,” and come back and live at home, and now he had this terrible job that was barely enough to pay the mortgage. It was some manager job with, “get this! The Department of Corrections!” They all laughed at their friend Donald.
Then Wyatt said, “Hey Collypus! Maybe that’s the job that you should train for!” I blushed and squirmed, and they wanted to know why. Wyatt said, “Because he spends his time taking pictures of convicts,” and I had to explain that OVER A YEAR BEFORE we’d been on the ferry to Maskawa, and I saw something interesting, etc. “Yeah?” one of them said. “Sure you don’t have a boyfriend in prison someplace?”
Traffic Stop
Jimmy gets pulled over by a cop somewhere in Iowa
A Game of Chance – Part 03
By Robmacz
After an electric afternoon in bed together Tom fell asleep and Chris took the opportunity to make a phone call to his special friend. It was a short call, for Chris had been planning this game for years and Tom seemed the ideal player. Chris’s special friend confirmed that he would be able to make the arrangements, but he needed Chris to do a couple of things first. So as soon as he had finished the call, Chris went through Tom’s suitcase and quickly found his passport. He photographed each of the pages and forwarded them in an email. Then he called Elliott, who told him that of course he would be delighted to provide what Chris asked for as a memento and would email it straight away.
His work complete, Chris took a shower and went back into the bedroom where Tom was still asleep.
‘Wake up sleepyhead, the cocktail hour beckons.’
Tom opened his eyes. ‘What time is it.’
‘Time to get up.’
‘I was having such a great dream.’
‘Care to tell me about it?’
‘Well basically we did all that we did this afternoon, but instead of being here in bed, we were in a jail cell. Man it was so hot.’