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By David Sellers
About eighteen months ago we had a threeway with Roger, a twenty-something nurse who used to date one of my husband’s coworkers. The sex with Roger, that first time, was completely vanilla—and completely amazing. Roger has a hot body, a killer smile, and medium-length brown hair. And he loved to be fucked. The second time he came over we told him about our bondage gear and our playroom — which has a sling, a fuckbench, and a cage in addition to the bondage board—but Roger wasn’t into it. He didn’t even want to see it. More vanilla sex, more threeways. Roger and my husband hit it off. They began to spend a lot of time together when I was out of town. (I travel for work once or twice a month.) About a year ago my husband asked me if it was okay for Roger to be — to think of himself as, to tell people he was — my husband’s boyfriend.
That was fine, I said.
There was more.
Big strapping boxer Mark is rising up the competitive ranks and is set to become a world class athlete. This dangerous and powerful man was made for fighting with a giant muscular frame and a fierce determined attitude. But his brain power is seriously lacking. Mark is lured into the BreederFuckers lair with the promise of highly lucrative promotional deals. He’s tricked into stripping off completely for a weighing up and they enact disciplinary measures to bring his weight to the perfect level. The stupid fucker has a rope lashed around his neck that’s suspended with a weight. By the time he realizes something is wrong it’s too late. Now this powerhouse must struggle for his every breath while they perversely use his body for their own sadistic desires. His stunning frame is rippling with well trained muscles but they are totally useless bound in ropes. Mark reacts by veering from vicious insults to pathetic begging. This macho lunkhead is quickly turned from a figure of worship to an object of mockery dripping in our piss!
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Aaron gets tied up and worked over
At BreederFuckers.com, Aaron isn’t going to be able to sit right for weeks with his arse cheeks throbbing red. But his bum crack still looks pristine. Trussed up with his sphincter fully on show, they ruthlessly go at his bumhole and big heavy balls with a flogger and cane. Aaron’s mettle is tested when Dave demands he remain absolutely silent while the sensitive soles of his feet are viciously caned. Aaron’s foreskin is peeled back and his glans is stimulated with a vibrator.
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By Greg Alexander
My situation did not improve over the course of the next several days.
By the end of my first day tied down over the spanking bench, no fewer than 23 alpha males on testosterone overdrive had, in the course of that single afternoon and evening, made me worship their feet and suck their dicks, and then, in punishment for my consistent inability to identify even one of them with the blindfold on, much less recite their sports facts, aggressively spanked and then fucked me.
The spanking, in particular, was excruciating. Nothing, nothing, could quite compare to having 23 muscular athletes in rapid succession deliver a stream of unrelenting punishments to my behind. By the end of the day, my ass felt like it had been seared by a blisteringly hot iron, and it felt like a train had careened through my asshole. My legs were frozen in an wide open spread eagle, my ass was as defenseless as ever, and my inner sphincter and prostrate were throbbing relentlessly from the repeated violent large-scale invasions to which they had been subjected over the course of the past 6 hours. My legs quivered uncontrollably, even though I was unable to move them at all.
Here’s another shoot from BreederFuckers. Lee is a big strong scary fucker, so it’s necessary for him to be totally restrained at all times like a wild animal. His naked body bucks and his muscles strain against his restraints, but there’s no escape for this straight man. They stroke his massive dick and fiddle with his hot arsehole all they want. Clutching that big shaft of his, they give his bum cheeks continuous smacks until they grow red. Then they take out a dildo.
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By lthr_jock
Dejan led Davis through the inner door and into the main bar of the club. Davis looked around him at the bare brick walls decorated with pictures of men – men naked, men clothed in fetish wear, men having sex. The bar itself was a huge affair of chrome and glass, illuminated with blue lights. But the men already in the club were what caught his attention – and he caught theirs. The sight of such a man like Davis, a man who would normally be considered a Top, collared and on a leash, was an unusual one. As such, it evoked a lot of interest – and a deal of lust.
Davis paused inside the door to look around. He could see men wearing leather, rubber, skinhead gear, even police uniforms. Some were naked except for shorts, others fully covered – including hoods. The music in the club made it difficult to make anything out, but he could hear sounds from darkened archways, which he associated with sex. He shook his head – what was he doing here?
His train of thought was stopped as Dejan jerked on the leash and led him over to an empty section of bar. Dejan turned to face him.
“No need to be nervous, Sergeant. I realise it’s your first time, but you’re going to have fun. What’s your poison?”