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Risk – Part 05

By lthr_jock

Mike opened his eyes to blackness. He could feel the tightness of rubber over his entire body including his head. He took a deep breath and felt relief as air flooded his lungs. His nose was full of the smell of rubber and he couldn’t hear anything. His arms were down at his sides and when he tried to move them he could feel heavy rubber over his fingers preventing him moving them. He could feel sweat running all over his body and his cock stiffened as he realised that one again he was completely trapped. And once again, he had allowed Gordon to do this to him.

Mike cast his mind back to the chair. After Jan left him he raged and struggled against the restraints. He couldn’t believe what had just happened, how the Pole had shaved his head and now he was sat there like some skinhead. He panicked a little gasping for breath around the gag, causing drool to pool inside the muzzle and then run out the sides and over his thick collar and naked chest. Eventually he started to calm down. He had no choice but to wait for Gordon to return and he would finish this all then. This was a step too far. He started to breath more easily and once again became aware of the noises from outside the flat. He also became aware of his stirring cock, of the way the rubber slid and slurped with every minor movement and he realised that he was still highly aroused by his predicament.

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Risk – Part 02

By lthr_jock

Mike almost ran down the street towards his car. He wished that he had parked closer. Every step he took, he felt the boots clump down on the pavement and the sound seemed to echo around him drawing the attention of passers-by. The bleachers clung to his legs like a second skin and he felt as though he was on display. He could feel himself flushing under the hoody but despite that he could feel his cock swelling in the studded jockstrap.

He turned into the road he had parked in and came to a halt. On the other side of the road from his car, 3 skinheads were stood talking. All of them were wearing MA1 jackets with the EES letters clearly visible across their shoulders. He put his head down and walked towards his car, hoping that they wouldn’t notice him. He kept stealing glances across towards them and he seemed to be getting away with it. As he approached his car, he took out his keys and pressed the unlock button. As the car unlocked the lights flashed and one of the skinheads looked up. Mike looked in his direction and saw the man take in Mike’s bleachers and boots. He pointed at Mike and the other 2 turned around. Mike yanked the drivers door open and drove off, leaving the three men stood in the middle of the street staring after him.

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Arrested Again – Part 04

By cuffedstories

About an hour had passed when I heard the door open. It was unfortunately just the bailiff bringing another guy in. This guy had a smug look on his face. The bailiff put him in the cell across from me, but he didn’t take his cuffs off. This guy just had a shirt and tie on but not suit jacket. He stood at the bars started me down for a solid 30 seconds and asked, “You going upstate?”

“Uh no. County,” I answered. “How bout you?” I asked trying to be nice.

He then just laughed and said, “Life sentence in state. All cause of a pretty boy like you.” He then walked around a little then looked back at me, “Faggot just like you tried to hit on me. So I made sure he suffered till his last breath…” It was in that moment where I was beyond with my situation. Yeah 7 years in county would suck, but I was happy I wasn’t going to fear for my life because of monsters like this guy. After a few minutes two officers came in and took him out. Got him in all sorts of chains and led him out. I laid back down on the bench with a sigh of relief.

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