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My adventures With Billy – Part 01

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By Robmacz

‘Your problem is that you have not allowed yourself to have any fun since you split up with John,’ Mike said in his usual direct way, but as usual he was spot on.

‘You’re right and to be honest, I’ve been thinking of packing the job in and doing some travelling. I need something new in my life right now. I need to get away from here.’

‘Look Paul, you can do that by all means, but what you really need is some sex. How many guys have you been with since John?’

I just looked at him, not knowing what to say.

‘Well, has there been anyone, or have you just devoted yourself to that job you constantly tell me you hate?’

‘You’re right,’ I said. ‘To be honest, after being with the same person for twelve years it’s bloody hard to know how or where to start. It’s all right for you; you have that whole effortless charm thing going on.  It’s a bit more difficult for the rest of us.’

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Probation – Part 01

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By Johnny Utah

I’ve been through that intersection about a million times. Out on Maddox Road there are two stop signs about 30 feet from each other. If you’re going straight ahead, no one stops for the second one. No one. I should have stopped. I didn’t see the Maryland State Police SUV until he hit his lights. He was right on top of me in a second, right on my ass. I managed to pull over to the side of the road on a wide strip of gravel next to a drainage ditch. Early on a Sunday morning, no other traffic around so I’m not worried about anybody I know seeing me. I looked at my rear-view mirror and then my wing mirror and out struts a uniformed stud.

The first thing that hit me was just the mass of him, the space he took up. His chest was big, and his shoulders sloped up to his neck. He had a tight-fitting shirt with an obvious bullet resistant vest underneath. A walking column of muscle. He had a red, white, and black State of Maryland flag patch at his left shoulder. His biceps bulged out of the tight short sleeves, halfway down each short sleeve were three gold stripes of a sergeant.

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Leather Cop Enforcement – Excerpt 2

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This is an exclusive excerpt from the new leather kink novel by ty dehner

ty dehner male bdsm authorSergeant Kieran Moore is the second in command of The Jackals, a dedicated squad of law enforcement in California’s high desert that has built a dark world of leather and kink while executing their own form of legal justice. The Jackals enjoy service from the submissive men who worship their boots and conform to their powers of control and ownership.

A happenstance meeting while riding dirt bikes brings the Leather Cop in contact with Mateo Hernandez, a blue-collar laborer from the Coachella Valley. This chance meeting leads to both entering a leather power exchange relationship that both men have always wanted in their lives. Over time, both their lives change dramatically, causing them to question the reality they are facing and wonder if they truly can deal with the future they are racing towards.

Leather Cop Enforcement is the second leather kink novel by ty dehner. This epic story has intense BDSM experiences with leather, uniforms, and more. These two men end up finding out more about their emotions, their lust, and how important power dynamics are in their life as well as the need to have each other in their hearts.

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A few hours pass as the two have been lazy, never releasing their touch.  The shadows are getting longer as the sun is moving towards evening.  Cop Boss squeezes his boy’s tits, making him moan in pain.

“We gotta get ready, boy. Tonight is an important night,” the Cop whispers into Mateo’s ear as he cuddles his boy’s head in his gloved hands.

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The Bear Trap – Part 03

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By FirefighterSIR

The slave suddenly realized that it must be about 2 a.m.

The slave could hear the Captain laughing and talking with some of the truckers gathered around the massive dirty Chevy truck and smell the beer breath and cigarette smoke. The truck stop bar must have just closed for the night.

The slave was bound in the truck bed, his arms stretched and shackled to the sides, his booted legs spread wide and chained as well, his ass exposed as he laid chest down on the rough saw horse set in the pickup. On either side huge semi’s rumbled in the hot night sheltering the depraved scene from the rest of the truck stop.

The slave spit to get the cold cum and piss out of his mouth and panted and moaned as he heard another burly trucker climb up into the lifted pickup and unzip his jeans. The trucker’s rough, heavy hands cupped the slave’s face and pushed his thick dirty cock toward the slave’s exhausted mouth. The slave began to tongue and suck the thick meat as he felt another man grab the slave’s abused ass and finger and grope his tortured hole.

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Leather Cop Enforcement – Excerpt 1

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This is an excerpt from ty dehner’s new leather kink novel, coming July 31, 2021, to Amazon Kindle and in print. This excerpt is exclusive to Metalbondnyc.com. Posted here with permission.

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By ty dehner

The red Dodge Ram finds a parking spot near The Barracks, the Palm Springs area premiere leather bar. There is a light drizzle falling this evening after an afternoon of thunder showers. After parking, Mateo checks that he is prepared to meet the man that has him locked in chastity, looking at his face in his rear view mirror. He smiles as his young skin is clear of any blemishes and he has freshly shaved. His black hair on his head is in a close crop that makes it cool for him when he is on the work site. Opening the door of his truck, Mateo’s boot lands in a puddle as he steps out of his truck.

“Fuck!”

He had worked hard to shine his Wesco’s just two hours ago. He steps out of the puddle, reaching behind his driver’s seat he pulls out a rag. Placing his boot up on the door rim, he wipes it down and brings back the shine he had worked so hard on. Thinking back upon their first encounter in his trailer, he knew that that KTM rider had to be a leather man. Why else did he have them meet at The Barracks. Being in leather and bondage himself, Mateo didn’t want to overdo his first meeting so he settled for his Wesco Boss boots, black leather motorcycle chaps over his black skinny Levi’s, a black t-shirt with the Mr. S logo on it and his leather vest.

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The Speed Trap – Part 10

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By Rubrpig

We finally settled into our new house. The move had been rather uneventful and the unpacking of the house did not take as long as setting up the new dungeon in the basement. One of the things that attracted us to the house was that the foundation was made of stones and mortor. So once the dungeon was setup it looked almost medieval which just made it more intense when we were playing.

Sir had settled into his new role as my Sir and head of the family as well as becoming an expert fucker. He seemed bent on making up for lost time and my ass was getting worn out from all the fucking we had been doing.

We had finally had a long talk about trust and limits and he had agreed to my hard limits of no blood, scat, or permanent markings. So we explored what turned him on and we found that like me he was a strong sadist and really enjoyed inflicting pain. Also having me in heavy bondage for long term scenes really got him rock hard. Many a night was spent with me strapped tightly into a heavy leather straight jacket or sleeping next to him in a sleep sack.

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Black Leather Cops and Revenge – Part 4

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By Alex Ironrod © 2021

CHAPTER FOUR – THE REVENGE

Colin and I, Jim Barnes, became part of Tyrell’s elite team. I discovered they were highly respected as an efficient and effective law enforcement group, who took no shit. That was why no-one harassed the sergeant, and  why he got his pick of new recruits. He’d got it all worked out – cruisers and bikes by day; bikes only by night – which was very unusual. The HP station operated normally in the daytime, with a small office staff and a full complement of officers. At night there was rarely any workers – only in emergencies. Tyrell was in charge; the captains and lieutenants were content to leave it so, as long as there were no complaints. He kept the basement double-locked, claiming it was a workshop with expensive equipment. Indeed it was, but not the type of equipment in a normal workroom.

Colin and I soon got to know the rest of the group. The women office workers were pleasant and efficient; we, and the sergeant, made much of them and we joked and worked well together. The cruiser drivers and the daytime motor officers seemed straight, mainly family men, although at least one had a gloved hand badge. The night shift was smaller and more exclusive. Basically it was four motor officers – Tyrell, Witkowski, Foreman [Colin] and Barnes [me].

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