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Trip to Storyville – Part 01

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By Anaconda in a Cage

A married couple, Brian and Tom, are out for dinner in the French Quarter in New Orleans on a quiet Wednesday evening. They’ve lived in New Orleans for years, but they pass an adult toy store that they’ve never been in before and decide to return after drinks and dinner at Pat O’Brien’s.

The adult toy store, Storyville (named after the old redlight district), features a wide variety of adult toys. The front half of the store is targeted toward the more vanilla end of the spectrum and features leather wear, magazines, DVDs, lubes, dildos, cock and ball toys, a wide variety of condoms and French ticklers, male chastity cages, and a range of exotic bedding.

Brian and Tom browse the leatherwear section and find matching leather jockstraps made from the skin of Burmese pythons from Florida. They ducked into the fitting room and found that the jocks fit perfectly, enhancing their packages and feeling great. (Both men have similar cocks, 4 inches limp and 6 inches erect, which present nicely in the jocks.) Brian notices that the mirror in the fitting room is actually a sliding door which opens to reveal the back room of the shop.

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Naked male mud wrestling with bondage and chastity for the loser

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Meanwhile at Naked Kombat, it’s MUD WRESTLING — in this “Top Cock” shoot:

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Cocksure studs Jessie Colter and Jimmy Bullet face off on Top Cock, each confident in an easy victory. So, the contenders up the ante: they tangle hard bodies in a slick and messy mud-wrestling bout. The loser finds himself bound and blindfolded, made to suck winner dick, all the while facing extra humiliation in a chastity cage. The winner then pushes the loser’s anal limits with a succession of huge Bad Dragon dildos. It’s almost mercy when the winner trades his cock for the dildos and delivers a rough fucking before finishing off the loser with a cum-glazed facial.

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Roped and Wrangled in the Woods – Part 14

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By Sorbus

“Hello, Rowan,” Dr. Travers’ bright, British accent carried a concerned note. “Jason was right. You really must not be feeling well. You look a tad feverish. Are you running a temperature?”

I bit my lip and quickly shook my head. I also took a reflexive backstep, because Dr. Travers was a touchy-feely kind of guy. Nothing ever inappropriate, but I wouldn’t have put it past his paternal instincts to kick in, and do the ‘forehead check.’

Unfortunately, by stepping back, I was no longer blocking Sir’s presence from being visible.

“Oh, hello there, Derek. What brings you up here?” Dr. Travers seemed genuinely surprised and confused at first, but then he looked back and me. . . and then I watched as his nose twitched ever so slightly. Yeah. . . small enclosed space with poor ventilation? Even with his load having been shot directly down my throat. . .  even the most discrete oral sex is going to leave a certain . . . odor.

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Locked Thug

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Colt Spence Makes Hector Ramirez His Submissive Bitch

Synopsis: Hector Ramirez is a heavily tattooed thug who slipped up and fell into his opposition’s hands, the cunning Colt Spence. But there’s a kinky secret that Colt discovers: Hector’s cock is locked up in a tiny chastity device! After revealing that Hector’s tough look is all just a facade, Colt turns him into even more of a submissive bitch by beating Hector with a baton and flogger, humiliating him, and fucking his mouth and ass. Hector is bound to a chair and struggles in a useless attempt to break free when Colt enters the room. Immediately Hector demands to be let go, but Colt has other plans in store. Colt spits in Hector’s face and starts hitting his big muscles with a baton. He rips Hector’s shirt and underwear open to expose and humiliate him further. Hector hurls insults at Colt and tries to resist, but it’s of no avail. Colt threatens to never release him, which coerces Hector into groping Colt’s crotch through his leather pants. He switches to a paddle and continues to slap Hector’s body and balls, but Colt realizes he needs to step up the intensity to break Hector down into his bitch. The torment continues with Hector bent over a spanking bench so Colt can flog his bare ass. Hector tries to remain defiant through the pain and humiliation, however Colt is determined to make him submit. Now tied on his back, Hector comes to the realization that his captor is in complete control as Colt shoves his cock down Hector’s throat. Finally, Colt stretches Hector’s hole out with a giant dildo and then fucks him bareback until he shoots his load on Hector’s face.

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Roped and Wrangled in the Woods – Part 13

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By Sorbus

Was this my life now? To be surrounded by bossy Doms who found me in moments of . . . poorly planned distress or humiliation? And. . . why did it seem like some part of me felt like I was ok with that.

“I blame you,” I muttered, staring down at my crotch.

“What was that?” Jason asked over his shoulder, as he led the way.

I merely grunted something unintelligible and followed behind, unsure why I felt naughty. We passed through the parking lot and into the main entrance of a hideously looking building. But the hallways of the College of Agricultural Sciences were packed with cowboy ranchers-to-be and the most adorable plant-geeky guys studying horticulture; the agronomists landed somewhere in between that wide spectrum of masculinity.

I had discovered during my sophomore year that the horribly outdated bathrooms were constructed of solid cinderblock walls- wonderfully sound-dampening cinderblock. And I’d found myself on my knees while a closet-case cowboy stood above me and let me drain his tap. It had happened a couple of other times, with one of those plant-geeky guys, as well.

I quickly shook those memories away as passed the door to one of those restrooms, then entered the echoing stairway, with the creepy florescent lighting, and headed up to our grad student office.

“Hold up there, boy,” Jason said, went I started to step around him on the first landing. He pushed me up against the wall and smirked. “Drop trou and let me see it. I want to see your cage while you’re standing up. I’m really curious about it now.”

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Roped and Wrangled in the Woods – Part 12

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By Sorbus

I left the letters where I’d dropped them, and apparently, somehow, teleported to the tiny front porch. OK, so maybe I walked up there without paying any attention, rereading and rereading his words. I didn’t even notice I’d knocked over Squatsie, the Garden Gnome in a sasquatch costume (come on, weirder things have been seen in the Pacific Northwest, right?).

I sat down with a thump, gasping as those not-anywhere-close-to-healing bruises hit the wooden boards that desperately needed a repainting. I reread the words one final time, then looked up, the hairs rising on the back of my neck. How’d he know I’d been eating at Mickey D’s? I reached up, brushing the sesame seeds out of the 3-day stubble around my mouth. No, there’s no way. He must have been guessing. There were only two fast food places in town here, and there’s no way I would ever eat at local grease pit.

I snorted, ‘kicked puppy’? Kicked puppy indeed! Ha! OK, so maybe my fellow grad student ‘office bestie’ had called me the same thing just a few hours ago. But surely this was just a coincidence! I looked at the post mark, realizing there. . . wasn’t actually one. Wait a minute! There wasn’t even a stamp!

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Welcome Home – Part 01

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By MP Boss

Back in my younger years, I was in the Army National Guard.  We had been deployed to Iraq for a year, and after settling in and getting a semi-private room to bunk in, our FOB finally got an internet connection, although it was a satellite and slow as shit, but it at least allowed enough speed to send messages, and with some time, pictures.

I fired up the yahoo account and my list of jerk off buddies showed up. The only problem seemed to be that with the time change, most were offline when I would get off duty. One would always answer when I called though, and he even said it was his patriotic duty to help me in my hours of need. We would talk as always. I liked to fantasize into the submissive roll to relieve all the stresses of daily missions outside of the wire.

I’ve used role play fantasy for years to get off when I wanted, never taking it seriously. I always knew I was an Alpha guy, and I was basically using these guys to get what I want, and when I came, I would say goodbye and log off, whether the other guy had got there or not.

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