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Cop-on-cop action: Marc Dylan and Nate Karlton
This is from Uniform Men Scene 6 at COLT. With Marc Dylan in his dark blue cop uniform and Nate Karlton in his highway patrol uniform, these off duty officers meet up in an empty holding cell for a little cop-on-cop action. Through the bars they kiss, grab and grope each other, slowly opening up their shirts to explore what lies beneath. Marc makes the most of his explorations and finds himself down on his knees before his partner. With plenty of boot licking and hungry cock sucking, Officer Marc gives Officer Nate a thorough full-body pat down.
Always on duty, Nate initiates a full body strip search, taking his time to thoroughly inspect and swallow each and every inch of that thick piece of meat between Marc’s legs. To be extra thorough, Nate bends Marc over and inspects his hot muscled ass. Running his nightstick between those round butt cheeks, Nate teases and probes Marc’s hole with his big man stick. Nate pries that hole open, making Marc’s butt hungry for his cock. With a few hard slaps on Marc’s meaty ass Nate uses his stiff cock to do an in-depth cavity search. Marc spreads his ass wide and takes it hard, loving every minute as his ass gets pounded. Nate’s balls swell as he shoves his cock in Marc’s mouth directly after he pulls it out of his ass for some deep-throat pumping, taking his load to the edge before spilling a hot white load of cum all over Marc’s heaving chest. Nate rubs his hot man juice onto Marc’s chest as Marc strokes out a thick batch of nut busting cum himself.
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From the vault at COLT: Armour
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Gagged, cuffed, collared and chained, Dolan Wolf is helpless, bound to a 4-post dungeon bed as leather-clad Wilfried Knight zeroes in on him. Wilfried treats Dolan like prey with intense eye contact, verbal taunting and lots of rough manhandling. Pulling out a key, Wilfried makes a deal with Dolan offering his release, but first he makes Dolan promise to give him “everything” he wants. Dolan hastily agrees with an eager and hungry nod.
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Interrogation scenes from Armour Scene 5 at COLT
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The Fake Slave Boy Project – Part 03
By StyleMe
Chapter 3: Adjustments
I was torn out of my thoughts by a sudden alarm sound and blinking red lights everywhere around me. A computer voice started to repeat: ‘Ready for basic slave setup. Get into the chair!’
A chair? I slowly stood up and peaked into the larger room. In the center stood a futuristic chair that reminded me of a barber chair. It must have been raised through a trap in the floor. The construction was made out of steel and leather. I couldn’t believe what I saw there. There were still the lights and the alarm sound. What now? I decided to wait to see what would happen next. I felt the tingling on my dick and balls become stronger. It felt hornier. Something in my mind wanted to try what that chair felt like, but I decided to be cautious.
Now the tingling changed into light burning. Still the lights, the voice and the alarm. Then again the voice: ’30 seconds till unbearable pain.’ A countdown started. With every second the burning in my dick became stronger. I realized that I had no choice and made my way to the chair. I had to walk carefully because of those damn heeled boots. When the countdown reached 20, my whole crotch seemed to be on fire. I understood that I had to hurry up and sit down.
Again the voice: ‘Put your feet on the footrests and your arms on the armrests. Lean your head back.’
Florida Trap – Part 10
By Johnny Utah
Based on a suggestion by MetalbondNYC
The owners of the ranch I’d been working at had decided to sell the place. Bad news for me. I needed to find a new place to live and a new job. Sgt. Stiles had come over, and we walked back to the barn. It was a long quiet walk back to the barn. When we got there Sgt Stiles said, “I’m going to miss this place.”
There were just a few bales of hay and a few bits of tack around the barn. The barn had the lingering smell of horse and warm hay. Sgt. Stiles was in his sexy ass tight Wrangler jeans and a tight white T shirt. His jeans were tight enough for me to see the outline of a pair of handcuffs in his back left pocket. Sgt. Stiles ordered me to strip. That didn’t take long at all! I had on was my shorts and jock. He spun me around and cuffed me.
Island Paradise – Part 1: Chapter 10
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 10: Another Tour Has Been Arranged for You
I hadn’t been given anything to eat or drink, unless you think St. Bevons Mineral Water is a drink. I guess the idea was to make me easier to break down under questioning—though pretty soon I realized that the “questions” were just accusations that I would not be permitted to deny. It all showed that I was getting off pretty easy with a nolo contendere.
So that was over, and things were looking up, because just when I realized that I was famished, a man in a white uniform unlocked the door of the room where they were keeping me and handed me some food. It was a ham sandwich and a glass of mixed juice. I wondered if these were products of Dominion Fields.
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