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By Atlanta Stud
Zac crashed for the next few hours with good reason. After spending the night locked up in a set of transport shackles and then spending some time chained up to the basement post, he was beat. It was noon before he hit the shower and headed out to run a few errands for the day. It was a scorcher that afternoon so he opted for his cargo shorts, his favorite snug fitting navy Under Armour Just Saying sleeveless tank and his worn low Chucks. It was almost dinner before he got back and he noticed Nick and Daniel kicking around a soccer ball in the front yard, their shirtless physiques glistening with sweat in the late afternoon sun. Zac was pretty cut himself, but he admired Nick’s physique, the muscular trimmed hairy chest that looked bullet proof. With his two bags of new workout clothes in tow, he headed over to chat with the men and soon found himself engaged in the battle of the soccer ball.
By the time it was over, it was a sweaty mess of three muscular hunks.
And fist mitts too!
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By Atlanta Stud
The two sets of cuffs were sitting on the deck furniture end table during the burger and beer fest, and Zac couldn’t help but sneak peeks at them whenever he thought nobody was looking. As a kid, Zac loved cop shows and seeing guys getting arrested and as his early high school years came about, he noticed that those shows and images created a stir in his manhood. Always wanting to get his hands on a set of cuffs and locking up a guy and even experience getting locked up had only been thoughts with no real world experiences. That is, until today, and he got a full dose — all in a short period of time.
The ice chest was right next to the end table, and after grabbing and cracking open another bottle, Zac couldn’t help picking up the Peerless cuffs so he could again check them out. Ratcheting the bars through the locking bar, and listening to that solid, rapid, click-click-click, created that stir again.
“Pretty solid, don’t you think, Zac?” Daniel said, looking for affirmation.
Bruno Boni is not in the mood for putting up with any bullshit, especially if you’re a hot-shot businessman. So when Denis Vega is arrested, Bruno shows him no pity and handcuffs him to a chair ready to show him who’s in charge now.
Denis turns out not to be as cooperative as he‘d expected, so Bruno resorts to forceful action in order to get him exactly where he wants. And, that’s on his knees begging for his leniency with Bruno‘s meaty, uncut cock deep down his throat.
Bruno gets his way with Denis‘ ass bent over his desk, and ready for a seriously hard pounding by the hard-handed investigator.
See the video at Men At Play
Here are some darby-style cuffs, which are among my favorites:
From the top are darbies for ankles customized with shortened chain, and wrist cuffs in chrome with long chain, and short chains in gunmetal gray and another pair in chrome.
By Atlanta Stud
Nick presented his wrists in front to be locked up. “Not in front, inmate…behind the back” Dan said as he applied a set of Peerless 700’s to Nick’s wrists, palms facing out, and set the double locks. “Don’t worry, when you need a swig of this ice cold beer sitting over here, I’ll let you have some…providing you behave yourself.” Dan chuckled. “Now you better hope that the opposing team doesn’t score any home runs tonight, inmate. Each home run they score will cost you one hour hogcuffed, and that won’t be a good time for you, inmate.”
The game went the regular nine innings and was completed in the normal space of time. But it felt a lot longer for Nick, having been locked up in cuffs at the start of the game. And as he would find out later, there was another reason. Dan kept his promise and allowed Nick some beer during the game. This was accomplished by Dan putting a straw in the beer bottle. To signify the start of each new inning, Dan would twist Nick’s nipples, which produced a nice pleasurable moan from Nick. Having his nipples played with was one of Nick’s favorite things and he often played with them himself. Near the end of the 6th inning, the opposing team scored a home run and Dan decided to start the beginning of the hour long hogcuff immediately instead of waiting for the game to end. He figured he could always add hogcuff time if necessary.
By Atlanta Stud
Nick got up off the floor and sat down on the sofa so he could enjoy his beer, figuring he’d be locked up in the leg shackles for another half hour. Not that he was complaining. His interest in cuffs and shackles was definitely increasing and Dan apparently had even more in his collection, which he wanted to see. That half hour went by quickly for both men. Dan enjoyed seeing Nick in the Clejusos. Nick was feeling a bit awkward being in leg shackles even though it wasn’t his first time. But he liked how they felt locked around his ankles.
“OK boy, you’ve served your thirty minute sentence, time to release you back to the public.”
Dan chuckled as he proceeded to remove the Clejusos. He spent a few more minutes inspecting them before setting them back down on the wooden coffee table so they’d clearly be in Nick’s view at all times. Dan wanted them in Nick’s view. He wanted to observe if Nick might pick them up and check them out again. He headed off to the kitchen and returned with another round of beers.
“No hard feelings I hope, stud.”
“Nah, you won fair and square. Guess I should have known better than to take you on. Just couldn’t resist the challenge I suppose.”
“Well, guess you know better now, stud.”