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What I like about Jared

For those of you who follow the Metalbond site, you will no doubt recognize Jared of Dream Boy Bondage, who is one of the most sadistic tormentors there. But this guy can also TAKE IT, as well. Check out this video clip:

 

See more of Jared, and the prisoners he works over when he is in control, by clicking through to Dream Boy Bondage – a site that has TWO new updates every Friday! Fuck fuck fuck! Gay bondage porn does not get any better than this, if you ask me.

Dream Boy Bondage: Mark, Custom Order

Scroll down for a free, hi-def video preview of this shoot from the men of Dream Boy Bondage. Mark is locked in the pillory, then he’s ordered to cum, totally humiliated but always a stud…

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Jared continues to bullwhip Mark’s muscular back and ass, making the young man shriek in pain – especially when a thin midst of alcohol is applied to create an extra level of agony. Mark is 100 percent straight. His fine, supple ass has never been fucked – until now. Jared’s master wants this prisoner totally humiliated and orders Jared to not simply fuck him, but to fuck his virgin ass with a rigid, unbending “punishment dildo.” Marks screams as he’s violated. Then, as Mark’s final humiliation, his faceless master orders him removed from the pillory only after he agrees to pump out another load of cum, right after his brutal fucking. Mark does not disappoint.

Here’s a video preview clip:

 

See more at Dream Boy Bondage – TWO new updates every Friday!

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Busman’s Holiday – Part 16

By lthr_jock

Clark had driven back from work with a raging hard-on, his thought constantly returning to the humiliation of the scene in the Governor’s Office – and just how aroused it had made him. Just thinking about it made his cock rise, and he roughly kneaded it with one hand as he drove. He kept glancing at the heavy bag on his passenger seat and he couldn’t wait to get home to put it on again. As he drove in he saw Andy opposite and waved a greeting to him. Andy headed over to chat, but Clark put his phone to his ear and mimed that he would talk to Andy later. With a sigh of relief, Clark saw Andy walk back to his garden.

Once inside, Clark went straight to his computer, powered it up and downloaded the software to control the restraints. He idly flicked through the menu system and realised that it was fairly straightforward. Once it was downloaded he took it through the setup process and it registered his restraints on the system.

Clark had thought long and hard about what to wear. He had decided that it was time to try out the rubber Dainese suit he had bought weeks before and he grabbed the suit and headed into the bathroom. He grabbed a bottle of lube and generously lubed the inside of the suit and then rubbed some over himself, making his hair matted against his muscles.

Continue reading Busman’s Holiday – Part 16

Metalbond A to Z: Metalbond Q&A

At long last, the Metalbond A to Z postings continue with the letter Q. It took me a while to think of something for this letter, and then I realized the answer was staring me right in the face! The Metalbond Q&A section, of course. Every once in a while I get to interview a key gay bondage personality:

 

Pictured above, subjects have included Dirk Caber, Sebastian Keys, Kristofer Weston, Christopher Miers from Steelwerks Extreme — and Jared of Dream Boy Bondage.

Click their pictures above to go directly to their respective Q&As — or to read them all click here.

The Journey to Hull – Part 2

By Wakeysub

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He walked round in front of me and for the first time I saw my abductor. The first thing that struck me was the fact that he was dressed from head to toe in a tailored leather outfit with a peaked cap on his head. I had seen photos of this on his Recon profile, but seeing it in reality was so much hotter. My already aching cock throbbed painfully in its small, tight, constrictive cage.

He smiled as he stood there looking me up and down. He reached and grabbed my nipples, kneading them between his fingers and squeezing them. He seemed to enjoy watching me try to squirm with the noose around my neck.

“For a fat bastard you look good – I’ve got some friends who would love to play with you long and hard. Maybe I should give them a shout and let them have some fun.”

He smacked me hard on the left pec.

“Before we go any further it’s time to mark you up so not even you can forget your new name.”

Continue reading The Journey to Hull – Part 2