Today (March 11, 2025) marks the 16th anniversary of Metalbond! If you are new to this page, this is a FREE gay bondage adult website that is dedicated to the physically restrained male. You will find lots of pictures, previews of gay bondage porn, plenty of erotic fiction, and lots of links to other sites.
As of today, there have been 10,208 individual postings on this website, including 2,016 story postings. This year alone, there has been a new story posting almost every day in January, every single day in February, and every single day so far this month in March.
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Zac crashed for the next few hours with good reason. After spending the night locked up in a set of transport shackles and then spending some time chained up to the basement post, he was beat. It was noon before he hit the shower and headed out to run a few errands for the day. It was a scorcher that afternoon so he opted for his cargo shorts, his favorite snug fitting navy Under Armour Just Saying sleeveless tank and his worn low Chucks. It was almost dinner before he got back and he noticed Nick and Daniel kicking around a soccer ball in the front yard, their shirtless physiques glistening with sweat in the late afternoon sun. Zac was pretty cut himself, but he admired Nick’s physique, the muscular trimmed hairy chest that looked bullet proof. With his two bags of new workout clothes in tow, he headed over to chat with the men and soon found himself engaged in the battle of the soccer ball.