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Copdar – Recent Short Stories

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By Cuffsandcops

The Gym Rat MP

One of my most enjoyble summer activities has been going to the gym at different times of the day. It has been fun to observe and interact with new people. I noticed a guy who was present at the gym no matter what time in the day I decided to go quite often over the past month or so. He always wears a shirt with an American flag on its shoulder and some reference to the military. His face is always clean shaven. He has tattoos up and down his arms and legs. He is a little shorter and smaller than I am. Based on his appearance, I assume he is a soldier of some kind.

Today I was back to hitting the gym during the dinner rush which is my typical time. I noticed that the gentleman described above was also there. After a great session, I entered the locker room to collect my belongings. The suspected soldier was putting his stuff into a bag right next to the locker I had used. I gave him time to close his bag before moving to my locker. I swapped my sneakers, put my earbuds away, and grabbed my keys. I had parked on the opposite side of the gym compared to normal due to the high volume of cars on the entrance side. I walked out the door and noticed the suspected soldier standing on the corner of the building pulling on his vape.

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The Prison Writer – Chapter 09

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By Joshua Ryan

That afternoon I collapsed on my bunk and began to think.  I thought about what a fool that counselor was and about how he must be wrong, how he must have been talking to some imaginary Steven Meres who was going to spend his life in prison.  I thought about how much I hated him for saying those terrible words to me, and how many things I’d like to do to show him that I had a life and he didn’t.  Every time I looked down at the childish orange clothes they’d put me in, I saw how much he and “the institution” had on their side.

But … I needed to come to my senses.  After all, I was there to write a book.  I should be remembering my observations, collecting my story descriptions … I tried, but I couldn’t focus on that.  It all seemed like thoughts in some other person’s mind, the mind of somebody who wasn’t locked in a steel box.

On the morning of the seventh day I was cuffed and taken out of my box and marched to the end of the big hallway, where there was a door that led to a loading dock.  Standing on the dock was a cage with bars on its top and all four sides.  It was a very large cage, and I was put into it with about 80 other prisoners.  The officer who put me in pointed to a small steel toilet next to the bars. “You need to use the can, use it now.  You’re goin on the chain bus.”

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The Prison Writer – Chapter 06

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By Joshua Ryan

It takes a little over half an hour to get to Glenvue from where I’d been living, but I was so wired up I don’t remember anything about the drive except being wired up.  I was a mile from my destination when I came out of my nerves enough to notice that Glenvue was a lot more prosperous than I’d thought it was.  I hadn’t pictured Dean working in a place that was quite that well off.  Maybe that explained why they didn’t mind hiring gays!  It looked like the kind of town where they wash the streets every night and you get fined if you don’t have a two-car garage.  I couldn’t help looking at it and thinking, “If my next book sells, I’m gonna get a place out here.”

The driver slowed down and turned in my direction.  He was a 20-something with a pony tail and a taste for the smooth jazz channel.  “You said 623 White Oak, right?”

“Right.”

“That’s it over there, but there must be somethin wrong, man.  It’s the County Jail.”

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Tricked into wearing handcuffs

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Straight stud Blake gets tricked into handcuffs, then ends up getting tied up and edged

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Sebastian comes up with a plan to bring in a pair of “broken” handcuffs for Blake to look at. Unfortunately for Blake, he’s tricked into wearing the handcuffs as Sebastian calls up Van. Next thing Blake knows he’s bound and blindfolded as he’s dragged into Sebastian’s apartment. The two perverts tie Blake to the wall as they play with his nice hung cock. With clamps on his nipples and balls, Blake’s moans become a mixture of pleasure and pain. Suspended over the bed, they shove dildos in Blake’s hole as they edge his rock hard cock. They flip Blake over and finally milk a load out of his cock before treating him with some post-orgasmic tickling.

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Eagle Grove Steelworks – Part 03

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By Atlanta Stud

Original photographs by Cuffman85

Original photographs by Cuffman85“Uh, yeah. Can I have the keys, please, Seth?”

“I don’t know. Do you really want out? I mean, you did lock yourself up,” Seth said with a smirk. “Jacob Hawkins, shackled and ready to be hauled off to the county jail! Get up, prisoner Hawkins. If you behave yourself, maybe the county sheriff — that would be me —will release you after breakfast.”

“Come on, Seth, I need to get home to get my chores done.”

“OK dude, here are the keys. Hey, let’s go up to the cabin at the lake when you’re done with your work. We can spend the day up there and come back around 7.”

“Cool, yeah.  I’ll knock out my chores fast so we can try to get there around 9:30?”

“And I’ll get some things together and toss them in the Jeep so we can leave as soon as you get back here.”

The guys knocked out their morning chores quick and Seth loaded food, water and a few other things in the Jeep just before he saw Jacob pulling up the drive in his beat-up Dakota.

“Well, if it isn’t prisoner Hawkins!”

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