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Nick and Daniel – Part 4
By Atlanta Stud
Nick presented his wrists in front to be locked up. “Not in front, inmate…behind the back” Dan said as he applied a set of Peerless 700’s to Nick’s wrists, palms facing out, and set the double locks. “Don’t worry, when you need a swig of this ice cold beer sitting over here, I’ll let you have some…providing you behave yourself.” Dan chuckled. “Now you better hope that the opposing team doesn’t score any home runs tonight, inmate. Each home run they score will cost you one hour hogcuffed, and that won’t be a good time for you, inmate.”
The game went the regular nine innings and was completed in the normal space of time. But it felt a lot longer for Nick, having been locked up in cuffs at the start of the game. And as he would find out later, there was another reason. Dan kept his promise and allowed Nick some beer during the game. This was accomplished by Dan putting a straw in the beer bottle. To signify the start of each new inning, Dan would twist Nick’s nipples, which produced a nice pleasurable moan from Nick. Having his nipples played with was one of Nick’s favorite things and he often played with them himself. Near the end of the 6th inning, the opposing team scored a home run and Dan decided to start the beginning of the hour long hogcuff immediately instead of waiting for the game to end. He figured he could always add hogcuff time if necessary.
Nick and Daniel – Part 3
By Atlanta Stud
Nick got up off the floor and sat down on the sofa so he could enjoy his beer, figuring he’d be locked up in the leg shackles for another half hour. Not that he was complaining. His interest in cuffs and shackles was definitely increasing and Dan apparently had even more in his collection, which he wanted to see. That half hour went by quickly for both men. Dan enjoyed seeing Nick in the Clejusos. Nick was feeling a bit awkward being in leg shackles even though it wasn’t his first time. But he liked how they felt locked around his ankles.
“OK boy, you’ve served your thirty minute sentence, time to release you back to the public.”
Dan chuckled as he proceeded to remove the Clejusos. He spent a few more minutes inspecting them before setting them back down on the wooden coffee table so they’d clearly be in Nick’s view at all times. Dan wanted them in Nick’s view. He wanted to observe if Nick might pick them up and check them out again. He headed off to the kitchen and returned with another round of beers.
“No hard feelings I hope, stud.”
“Nah, you won fair and square. Guess I should have known better than to take you on. Just couldn’t resist the challenge I suppose.”
“Well, guess you know better now, stud.”
Nick and Daniel – Part 2
By Atlanta Stud
The next morning Dan started whipping up a large batch of scrambled eggs, toast, juice and coffee when a shirtless Nick walked into the kitchen wearing his cargo shorts and black no-show socks. That was the first time Dan had seen Nick shirtless and was impressed with his muscular shoulders and traps and his muscular hairy chest, which he kept neatly trimmed.
“Damn that’s smells great and I’m hungry as hell!” Nick said. “We still hitting the weights after breakfast?”
“Sure thing if you’re up for it,” Dan responded.
“Definitely! Only thing, I forgot my gym bag at my ‘shoebox’ as you call it. Mind if I borrow some shorts and a shirt?” Nick asked.
“No prob. Got a drawer full of workout gear. Go find something while I finish making the eggs. Bottom left drawer has shorts and bottom right has shirts.”
Nick grabbed a pair of black workout shorts and changed into that and a light gray UA muscle shirt, the kind that fits snug and shows off every muscle movement when it’s on. As he turned to leave the room, he noticed a pair of antique-looking cuffs on the nightstand.
Nick and Daniel – Part 1
By Atlanta Stud
The day’s work is almost done for the crew as Daniel does a run through of the work they completed on the new five bedroom house that’s being built. Dan’s no stranger to overseeing a group of men, having spent time in the Marines as an MP. His muscular 6′ frame, topped off by the high and tight that he’s so fond of, reminds everyone on the crew where he came from. He’d wear his fatigue pants to work if the construction owner would allow, but he just has to settle with jeans and a snug company emblazoned black polo.
He adds his own touch by tucking the jeans into the tops of his desert tan boots before lacing them snug around the ankles. At least this looks somewhat military he convinces himself. Once a Marine, always a Marine, as the saying goes.
Dan’s checking on the tile in the master bath when his apprentice Nick finds him to inform him the crew’s pretty much packed up and heading out. It was a Friday and since some crucial supplies needed for the next day got held back and wouldn’t arrive until Monday morning, it was decided to give everyone the weekend off and start fresh again on Monday. For the past month the company had put Nick up at one of those extended stay hotels while working on this project.
Nick was roughly the same age as Dan, late 20’s, but shorter at 5′ 8″ and a solid 185 muscular frame, somewhat hairy Italian features, and a mug that looks like it still has a 5 o’clock shadow right after he’s just shaved it. Dan and Nick hit it off from the start, and a couple days a week would grab a drink, a bite to eat or even hang out at Dan’s house and cook up some steaks on the grill and put down a few beers.
Rex: A James Story – Part 08
By Rex
Based on a true story.
Sleep did not come easy and what did had conditions. I’m not used to that, I’m one of the few that fall asleep within 10 minutes, normally under 5, my Master was always jealous at the ease of which I would pass out.
The lack of any covering was making it hard to get comfy. The rattle of the chains connecting my wrist and ankles kept drawing the attention of my ears. Todd had said, before leaving me in the darkness, that I’d get used to that in time. I’d get used to quite a lot of things in time.
I wasn’t exactly cold. I felt more exposed, especially now that I was smooth from the neck down. The collar was heavy, and even with the pillow I was fully aware it was there. While I knew the plug lodged deep inside of me wasn’t getting larger it was way more noticeable now that I wasn’t strapped to the chair. Thankfully, it hadn’t fallen out. I was determined to keep it in there. I wish I could say I wasn’t enjoying all of this, but every time I got soft I found a new reason to get hard all over again. How long had it been since I got off?
Rex: A James Story – Part 06
By Rex
Based on a true story.
No one said being a dog slave was easy. I’ve worn a chastity belt or two in my time, never for very long. My master used to enjoy my cock. That was all about to change. Currently, I’m hard enough to cut glass yet trying to stuff all of myself into this metal contraption. I’ve been threatened, however that elicited the opposite response. I am nothing if not tenacious. Fortunately for me, I’m quite a heavy leaker. Even though lube was not provided I’ve miraculously made plenty of my own.
“Three minutes.”
Shit, I’ve managed to avoid getting myself locked into “The Iron Maiden” of chastity belts, but I don’t know Todd well enough to guess what he has planned if I can’t get this on. The cool metal slipped over my balls easily enough, but getting my shaft soft enough to jam it in and hook it to the PA is becoming a real problem.
“Two minutes.”
Relax, you got this. I managed to get the head in, the shaft was bunching up a bit but slowly giving way. Gradually, as I started focusing on the task itself instead of what this meant to my future, my cock deflated a bit, and a bit was all I needed.
Rex: A James Story – Part 05
By Rex
Based on a true story.
Alan took James off in another direction. I couldn’t help but notice how well James moved on all fours. I however was having a hell of a time, Todd wasn’t wasnt making it easy on me either, jerking on my chain every couple feet to get me to move faster. My chain? Is the training kicking in already.
“Nothing more exciting than locking up a pup,” I almost expected him to start singing no doubt about it, Todd was having a lot of fun.
It was hard to get my bearings in the dark, I really wasn’t able to focus on anything before Todd would give another hard yank. Eventually, I realized our destination, Todd was leading me into what looked like a shed on the compound. It wasn’t anything huge maybe a 10 x 10. Todd unlocked the door and flicked a switch, several very bright lights lit up, blinding me with their fury.