NOTE: This story starts off with innocent bondage but becomes very sexually graphic, involving gay sexual contact. The young men depicted are over 18, and you must be over 18 to read.
I was in for the most humiliating kidnap by my hockey team that would turn in to the craziest sexual experience of my life. This is the story of my 21st birthday. After a practice, a group of my teammates tackled me in the locker room while I was undressing. I didn’t stand a chance. I was tied up, gagged, and stuffed into a thick canvas laundry bag. I was transported to one their houses via someone’s car. When I was removed from the sack, I was situated on a bed. They untied me and proceeded to remove the last parts of my hockey gear.
They did, though, spare me full on humiliation by leaving me in my jockstrap. I put up the fight of my life, but there were six of these guys against me. I was screwed. They held me down and tied me spread eagle to that bed with ropes.
My gag, which was a few haphazardly applied layers of athletic tape, was coming off partly on the account of all the sweating. As it fell from my face, I started to yell my head off. Well, that was a mistake. The next thing I remembered was Jacobi, the co-captain of our team, quickly stripping out of his sweatpants and slipping out of his jockstrap. I only caught a glimpse of what he was doing before he was shoving his sweaty jock into my mouth.
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Check out Aldo getting tickle trained while wearing boxing gloves at My Friends Feet:
All of the great boxing coaches know that tying and tickling a boxer is a great way to boost the fighter’s reflexes and stamina. And if nothing else, it’s just good clean fun for the coach! Aldo may not be a boxing champ yet, but he could win the title of Sexiest Tickled Boxer right now!
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At BreederFuckers, Adrian takes advantage of gym trainer Marc, who is expertly bound in place so that his clothes can be briskly destroyed and removed. That big pendulous dick and set of balls are roped in place. Just stepping on this rope causes him excruciating pain in his groin, so it only takes a little pressure to convince him to suck face like a lover. He still resists and spouts homophobic filth, so they subject him to a vicious round of training and discipline that reduces him to a howling bitch. Every failure to submit earns him a vicious lashing or a painful electric shock. Not only must he guzzle spunk but he has to clean dicks as well. Who’s the faggot now?
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Seth affirmatively responded without hesitation. He did want to hear more. He tried to suppress any apprehension about what additional expectations and requirements came with the “higher tiered work.”
Having gone through precisely this discussion with countless young guys before, Creighton loved the combination of ambition and fear that kept them listening without knowing what would be in store for them. He got off on the power this gave him over them. They were so easy to control and manipulate it almost wasn’t challenge any more. And this one seemed especially worthy. He had a superior body and the right attitude. He would fetch a high price and bolster Creighton’s brand.
Creighton began explaining that the additional requirements of tiers 3 and 4 were straight forward, but again, not for everyone. Tier 3 required the sketch model to be hairless from the neck down. Like an uncontrollably excited student who happens to be the smarted kid in the class and raises his hand immediately to broadcast to all that he knows the answer the teacher’s next question, Seth interrupted Creighton to remind him that competitive swimmers – like he had been – shave their bodies before swim meets. Though he hadn’t done that in a while, this wouldn’t be a big deal for him. Offended by the interruption, Creighton disdainfully explained that he wasn’t talking about shaving. That wasn’t good enough for the higher tiered work here. Seth was confused. Did Creighton mean body waxing? Seth had never done that, but he would be willing to try it, perhaps. Seth took care not to interrupt Creighton again and waited for him to explain further.
Continue reading Tier Four – Part 2
At BreederFuckers, Austin is kitted up in a jock strap and footy shorts and tied to the discipline bench. His round arse is perfectly highlighted in those thin white shorts. Dave lays into his bum like an angry daddy lashing his cheeks with a belt till Austin’s muscular body is trembling uncontrollably. With his shorts destroyed it’s revealed how burning sore his behind has become, but Dave mercilessly lays into Austin’s arse driving the weeping captive to the edge of his endurance. The sport lad’s gonads and prick are restrained so that any tiny movement Austin makes causes him the most intense agony.
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