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Dominic’s Pleasure Tickle

At Tickled Hard, Dominic relaxes on the tickling table in just his jockstrap and ankle socks while he eagerly waits for Franco to tie him up. After Franco blindfolds Dominic, he tickles him with a feather and his fast-moving fingers on his sides and in his armpits. Dominic is obviously very ticklish, which shows even more when Franco tickles his cute size 9 feet. He gladly submits to Franco’s tickle pleasures, even if he’s holding back a little. Franco has ways of breaking through any hold, and with Dominic, it’s applying more tickle tools and techniques to his feet. Dominic giggles and growls like a tormented puppet, bouncing what little he can in the cuffs and duct tape bonds. Removing the blindfold snaps Dominic back to reality and intensifies the situation. Franco’s hands are masterful tickling devices, moving from one part of Dominic’s body to the next, and when he’s not using those, he draws from his cache of tickling tools, including a wide array of brushes. Past the halfway point, Franco adds lube, and the sensations are so intense that Dominic barely makes a sound. His head and torso turn red, and and he bounces up and down, desperately trying to catch his breath. Just when Dominic thinks it’s over, Franco brings Buck Williams in to help him finish the sweaty captive off.

he eagerly waits for Franco to tie him up

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Two buds are turned into captive sex slaves

At Dream Boy Bondage, top man Kevin Ford captures two straight buds, strings them up, strips them naked and lures them into a psychological game of wits that will turn them against one another, making one friend torture and fuck the other, first unwillingly but then with relish, as both captives become his sex slaves.

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both captives become his sex slaves

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Title of this series: JOSEPH & HUNTER – Straight Bros

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Thomas gets tickled hard

Meanwhile at Tickled Hard, Jeff and Franco tie Thomas to the table with rope and tickle his smooth upper body while he honks with laughter and tries to squirm free. They tickle his armpits, sides and bellybutton, then count his ribs with a light tickling touch. Thomas tries to keep them off his thighs by clamping his knees together, but a little lube and their fingers slide right in. They tickle Thomas’ bare feet with soap savers and brushes while he snorts and laughs like a crazy monkey. Letting his feet cool off, Franco climbs on top of Thomas and tickles his side gently while Jeff tickles Thomas in his pits. Thomas’ toes curl when they tickle his belly and back, and his eyes roll into in his head when they take turns sucking his dick. With all three of their cocks out, the sex vibe is high. Franco cums first and shoots an enormous load all down Thomas’ leg and the side of Jeff’s face. Then Thomas busts his nut on Jeff’s other cheek. Jeff uses his face to wipe both loads on Thomas and tickle tortures his cummy stomach with Franco.

Thomas gets tickled hard

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Title: Thomas Tickled

Jeff and Franco tie Thomas to the table with rope and tickle his smooth upper body

The Rules of the Game – Chapter 08

By Jackson Amacher

Dylan was gagged, handcuffed, his ankles chained to the concrete floor, and his ass still sore from a double-fucking. Yet Dylan felt like the most powerful guy in the room right now.

The Reds were turning on each other. Even before Colton had shouted down an offer that one of the six Reds could go free if he stripped and subdued the others, Rex had stripped Mark naked and tied him next to Colton. That’s one down, five to go.

The Reds, Dylan remembered, for the most part were not athletic types. Rex got to choose team members last, after all. Rex was, by far, the strongest guy left. He could take any of them in a fight.

So, that’s why the other four ganged up on their Supreme Leader almost immediately. They knocked him to the floor, right by Dylan’s feet. One of them sat on his chest, while the others started got his boots and pants off, leaving Rex wearing only boxer briefs and his shirt.

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The Rules of the Game – Chapter 04

By Jackson Amacher

Colton was a cross-country runner. Colton grew up in a small town in Alabama, where the only exercise facilities available to young boys were a football field and a couple of miles of unpaved roads, so Colton took to the roads. He liked running, and didn’t mind the flat stomach and lean body it gave him.

Colton liked guys. But Colton was raised to be modest. He’d see other guys running shirtless, but he wouldn’t do that himself. It was indecent, Colton was taught. Colton never let anyone see his body, not his chest and certainly not what he kept under his underwear. At the Academy some guys would walk back from the showers wearing towels; Colton would wear a bathrobe over t-shirt and underwear.

Now, Colton was forced to wear just a jock strap in front of most of his class. He could feel everyone’s eyes on his bare skin. He couldn’t stop thinking about how small and undeveloped his body looked, compared to these muscular, shredded guys.

Jock straps weren’t new to him. When Colton was twelve, he went running with a new pair of running shorts his mom had bought him, shorts that had a built-in liner so that you didn’t need to wear underwear. It felt uncomfortable; his dick was too free, like a third leg. A few people smiled when Colton ran past them like that. Colton’s dad saw what they were seeing, stopped Colton immediately, and sent him home. “You’re flopping,” his dad had said, and Colton didn’t know what he meant. But Colton’s mom bought him jock straps after that. And Colton would wear them, with his normal underwear over them, and then his shorts. It felt much better.

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The Rules of the Game – Chapter 02

By Jackson Amacher

[Earlier that day…]

At Dawson Military Academy, before graduation seniors take part in a massive wargame. What it involves, no one knows. Only that it is an honor to be picked.

There are three teams, each led by three cadets with the three highest scores on an exam. Those cadets pick the other players. Less than half the senior class is selected. Anyone who makes it through gets a silver medal on their graduation uniform. Anyone on the winning team, gets gold.

One cold morning the senior class reported to duty, as instructed, in the school’s parking lot.

They all wanted gold.

Good friends Dylan and Mark laughed and nervously chatted with each other.

“I can’t believe you didn’t make the cut for captain. So unfair,” Mark told Dylan.

“Yeah, it sucks. No prize for fourth place, though,” Dylan said.

The lists of students on each team were posted.

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