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Daddy Needs to Swallow
Meanwhile at Nasty Daddy, the chemistry between Jack Dixon and Ryan Carter is off the charts. Both guys can’t wait to chug down a load of cum!
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Title: Daddy Needs to Swallow
Bareback slave pounded
Jack is compliant. When his friend Ryan slips a collar around his neck and offers the shape of his growing meaty cock in his pants, the captive is soon on it. Obedient Jack sucks and slurps the veiny meat and gets it sopping wet before sliding his naked hole down on it, riding his master and loving every second. The raw fuckmeat in his hole feels so good, especially from behind, and with Ryan spunking all over his hole and seeding his chute with cum he’s ready to lay back and jerk out his own thick load.
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SFDom puts Mr Kristofer in storage
Many of you have seen SFDom in his classic Top role, dishing it out to helpless guys in bondage. This video is no different. SFDom loves to top and edge guys, and he could do it all day long and never get tired. He’s played with Mr Kristofer many times before, and they have a smooth interaction and play style.
Mr Kristofer is a big strong guy, so ultra-heavy wrist and ankle shackles are needed to keep him in his place.
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Title of this video: Slave Storage
Male BDSM: Men locked in collars
Collared
Getting collared is every sub’s fantasy. But getting turned out and collared by hot uncut dom AJ Alexander is Hans Berlin’s dream cum true.
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The Bear Trap – Part 09
By FirefighterSIR
Part 9: Work
“Only 3 more feet!” shouted the Captain just before he began swinging the pick again. The slave did not look up but continued to shovel the dirt and rocks out of the trench he was buried in up to his knees. The sweat ran down into his face and made it hard to see. But when he did take moment to look up, he could see the Captain was right.
They had almost finished the trench, its end marked by a tiny yellow flag snapping in the warm breeze blowing down the length of the canyon. The Captain had taken the lead on the digging, swinging the pick to break up the soil enough for the slave to shovel it out and carve the trench. The only fortunate thing about the project is that it was almost done and that the day had not been hot. The slave had been trying to focus on each shovel full of dirt, pushing himself to complete each toss, not looking up, should he lose focus and strength on another grueling day as the 24/7 labor muscle slave at the Bear Trap Ranch.
Arranged just beyond the tiny flag were 8 concrete piers that the Captain and slave had cast days earlier.
The Captain had decided to build a new truck shelter with a solar array on the roof. That meant digging and casting foundation piers and digging a 200-foot long trench across the dry grass from the camp compound to the new structure. What that meant for the slave was days and days of backbreaking work. The soil of the Bear Trap Ranch had long since given up the last of its moisture to the summer heat and even now, in September, months since the slave had been collared on the ranch, the ground was more like rock than soil.