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Title: MIKEY SCREWED TO THE DECK
In this video from Bound in Public, Jake Austin is new to BDSM and has never been with more than two guys. Tonight that’s all about to change, during a party full of domination, fucking and humiliation in front a crowd of horny men. Jake is made to sniff crotches, lick boots and have cocks rammed into his holes by anyone willing to take advantage. After a night of getting spit on, flogged and fucked by the partygoers, this once timid man can’t stop begging for more and more cum. And the slut wants to do it all over again. The title of this video is Gay Night on The Upper Floor.
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At Bound In Public, Eli Hunter attempts to sneak a painting out of a gallery when no one is paying attention to him. Then he gets taught a lesson, male BDSM-style! The title of this video is “Hot art thief with a big cock beaten and fucked into submission.”
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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.
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Check out this vintage scene from Bound in Public:
In a busy wood shop, Ned is an asshole of a boss. His father owns the place but he thinks he can own his employees. Ned treats them like dirt and calls out a particular employee for being too girly. He treats his customers even worse. The fired employee is fed up and calls the Gay Mafia for help. They show up like gangbusters and subdue the surprised Ned. He is screaming for help, but his employees and customers are helping the Gay Mafia.
They made him suck cocks and violate his hole with the electric “drildo.” Once his hole is nice and loose, everybody lines up and rams his virgin ass. It’s the first time Ned has a real cock up his ass. The crowd humiliates him by pouring motor oil and sawdust all over his body. The rambunctious crowd cheers as Ned is suspended naked and dirty in his own wood shop.
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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.
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.
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.