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Off the Field

By Cutieboy90

Derek huffed impatiently at the door. He could hear the party continuing outside as if nothing was amiss. His body was suddenly pushed backwards.


Fuck. Derek glared at the ceiling, still trying to avoid reality. Or at least, cherry pick parts of it…

“Ffrrry…” A soft, meek whimper shattered Derek’s denial. He rolled his eyes and tried to give his fellow prisoner a reassuring, forgiving look. Sure, it wasn’t Andy’s fault for losing his balance. But it was his fault for reminding Derek of their situation.

The situation was that Derek, the star quarterback of the college football team, was tied up in a closet, face-to-face with the towel boy! They’d both been stripped of their shirts, hands and feet taped, and were gagged together with a double duty gag. It was a wide leather strap that forced a fake dick into their mouths, made them drool, and the only thing that kept them from kissing was the leather strap that held the peckers.

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Nate – Part 04

By slavebladeboi

For a second night Nate sat up in bed and looked down at the cage that was very effectively stopping him playing with his cock. He had also spent the previous evening fiddling with it, playing his fingers around it, trying to get some sort of satisfaction from this new sensation.

After leaving Mike’s he had not been able to focus on anything for more than a few minutes at a time. Whatever he did or thought about, the cage once again slipped to the forefront of his mind and his hands wandered down to touch it. He certainly felt cross at first, cross that someone had taken his free will away, in as much as he thought his cock was absolutely his to play with whenever and however he liked, but this was diluted to a large extent by overwhelming feelings of pleasure and expectancy at what was to come.

That first night after his experience in Mike’s playroom he slept with belts securing his ankles and thighs and with his wrists handcuffed together in front of him. He thought it would help overcome the horniness he felt, but it only made it worse. His cock leaked precum and, the restrictive cage made erections uncomfortable if not a bit painful. He eventually fell asleep, but the morning brought little comfort. A cold shower helped, but the relief didn’t last for long. Sitting to piss was a new experience, one he initially refused to accept, but, having to clean up after splattering the bathroom floor with the overnight contents of his bladder, he decided it was for the best.

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The Tournament Affair – Part 03

By @reconkayar and @mmmph82

Part 3 – Presentation

For the opening orders of the competition, Denny is removed bound and gagged from the cart, still tied up, and brought into the tournament opening ceremonies for presentation.

Every team has brought a hostage – they’re all young men, they’re all bound and gagged, and all are scared shitless. It’s then that Denny begins to get really scared. The competition shares some rules and activities with paintball or other competitions like Capture the Flag, but in this tournament the hostages are the prize.  The rules say they have to be fully restrained and well gagged throughout – there are penalties for hostages that breach their bonds or manage to cry out.

During play the contestants – warriors from different teams – use their airsofts to eliminate their opponents, but they are also supposed to locate and abduct competing teams’ hostages.

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The New Academy – Part 07

By Rubrpig

This is a work of fiction loosely based on a fabled facility, The Academy.

The author writes chained into a chair, wearing Wescos, a Carrara chastity belt, heavy leather posture collar and nipple clamps as required by his Master and Owner.  It has been locked in the chastity belt for 3 years and has agreed to it being made permanent.

And it continues…

The control centre monitored Gary with the hidden camera in the padded cell.  The entire facility was monitored from the central command so they could check on the men in custody and the staff controlling them.  The control centre monitored all the men currently in various programs and levels of control and custody.

Gary slept on in the total silence of the room, unaware of being watched and under total control…

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A Game of Chance – Part 01

By Robmacz

The flight from Heathrow to Dulles was one that Tom had done a half a dozen times before. In July there was an annual conference in Washington which he attended on behalf of his company. Usually he stayed three nights and was back in London before the end of the week. He had done the sights of Washington years before and really had no need to see it again. However, this time he was taking a week’s annual leave immediately after the conference and he would be spending five days in jail.

Okay, so it’s not everyone’s idea of a holiday, but for as long as he could remember Tom had been fascinated by prison. He watched prison movies, he watched prison porn, he read books about prison and he joined chat rooms to talk about it. You could say it was a bit of an obsession with him. It was in one of these chat rooms that he met Chris. Chris was from Virginia and had a very similar interest to him. Over the last 18 months they Skype called each other at least once a week to talk about the latest photos or videos they had found. Often they would do the call wearing a prison uniform, cuffs and chains. As a kink went it was niche, but it made both of them very horny.

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Male-on-male sex through the bars of a large cage

Greg Centuri sits at a bar in a European sex club. He is handed a bandana and told to blindfold himself before being locked in a giant cage. Toufik Mwaka appears in the club. He’s a handsome Moroccan guy with sensuous lips and beautiful skin. He approaches Greg in the cage and drops to his knees, reaching through the metal bars and gently pulling Greg’s giant dick out of his pants.

He hungrily sucks the still-blindfolded Greg, who throws his head back in pure pleasure.  Toufik certainly knows how to deliver the perfect blowjob. He takes Greg’s long, solid shaft deep into his throat, choking repeatedly, desperate to please. Toufik drops his pants and the two men embrace through the cage. Greg reaches around and fingers Toufik’s tight hole before encouraging him to turn around and present his ass.

Moments later, Greg pulls Toufik up to the cage and sinks his rock-hard tool into the Moroccan’s smooth hole. Within seconds, Greg is thrusting in and out of Toufik, who acrobatically raises a leg in the air and clings to the cage before riding the hung top dude’s knob like a top-quality jockey.

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Upon Arrival


I can’t stop imagining walking across your threshold for our initial visit. You meeting me at your door with a warm smile, dressed comfortably and welcoming me inside. Looking me over from head to toe, you smile as you notice my bare feet in leather flip flops. I am happy to respond to your offer to kick them off and leave them beside the umbrella stand in your entry. I love to go barefoot inside, and it will be my pleasure to experience the tactile feel of your floors on the bottom of my feet as we walk inside.

Inviting me to follow you to your comfortable den, you ask me to stand in the center of the room as you sit down, saying you just want to look at me. Your smile is genuine, but my awkwardness is evident. You are quick to issue your first instruction, this one designed to help me relax. Happily, I step my feet a bit apart, just outside my hips, and lock the fingers of my hands together behind my head. You appear to notice my expression of trust, and I can tell that you are impressed with how I hold my elbows up and back, putting my chest on upright erect display. And your eyes are drawn to the tenting of the front of my thin polyester running shorts. I blush as you offer compliments on the view that you behold.

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