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Josh gets abducted

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At BreederFuckers, Josh hangs out in the street smoking and cloaked in his sweats. Everything about this fit young man says he’s dangerous and unapproachable. Josh needs looking after and taking care of – along with a lesson about manners. He’s snatched and taken down.

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When he comes around he’s just as nasty as before so he’s pinned down and his arms bound behind his back. His mouth is spread open with a gag. His sweet pink lips are rubbed all over with a cock so he’s going to taste penis and smell a man’s sex in his chin whiskers for days. That big erect cock is thrust down his throat for a lesson in how to deep throat. When he bucks back trying to stop it Dave administers harsh sharp slaps to his big bare bottom.

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Josh’s round bum is shut so tight Dave has to ram his finger in hard to open up his sphincter. When he’s opened him wide enough he plunges his cock into this virgin territory and fucks him hard while Adrian continues to face fuck him. Just a short time ago this straight fucker owned the streets and now he’s in a filthy basement being pummeled at both ends. The guys take turns sliding their dicks up that big warm arse of his. Josh is shocked when he feels a warm spray of cum cover his face. Soon after his sore spanked bum is covered in semen as well. This wrecked hetero never saw this coming.

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Bobby the a/c repairman gets a lesson in what S&M means

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Mechanic Bobby is a sexy bit of rough who drifts into the BreederFuckers office looking to service the air conditioner. Rather than diligently keeping to his work, he has to stick his nose in where it doesn’t belong. When he’s offered a lesson in what S&M means, he can’t resist trying it out. By the time he’s gagged with his arms restricted by rope there’s no going back and nothing he can do to stop the big bad men from tearing his clothes off and making him perform a debasing series of tasks for their perverse sexual pleasure.

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To really stop this captive from wiggling away from the men and trying to get away, they insert a vicious anal hook up his tight bum. He’s roped to the ceiling beam so he has to stand on his tip toes and his hot naked body is permanently on display. By the end, both his face and his ass cheeks have gone bright blazing pink.

 

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Matt ties up Braden in rope bondage

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Braden is a 21-year-old professional model. You can tell by his flawless, tanned skin; thick, golden hair; beautiful, gleaming teeth and, of course, his near perfect gym body. Well, “professional model” might be a bit of an overstatement. He’s gotten a few gigs through a semi-legit agency, but mostly he’s done porn and a lot of dancing at gay bars. That’s how rope man Matt spots him, wiggling on a tabletop, wearing nothing but super-tight, see-through briefs. Matt, who is surprisingly rich, does nothing more than flash a wad of bills to entice Braden to go home with him. Braden figures he’ll play nice, maybe suck some cock, and take care of next month’s rent in just one night. Little does Braden know, he is in for a lot more than a little cock sucking. He is going to suffer long and hard for being so damn hot.

Matt ties up Braden in rope bondage

Matt ties up Braden in rope bondage

Matt ties up Braden in rope bondage

 

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A computer nerd gets kidnapped

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Darron Bluu is a total nerd, gay but sexually repressed, good-looking but innocent, athletic but awkward. He works as a service tech, visiting strangers’ homes to fix their computers. Today, on a routine call, his customer, a tattooed young man, leads him into a dark room, its black walls covered with whips, chains and dildos. “Um, is this where you keep your computer?” Darron asks nervously. Minutes later he’s hanging from his wrists. The man, Hatler Gurius, rips off Darron’s shirt, rips open his pants and whips his smooth, well-built body. It hurts – a lot – but Darron is secretly turned on.

The man, Hatler Gurius, rips off Darron’s shirt, rips open his pants and whips his smooth, well-built body

The man, Hatler Gurius, rips off Darron’s shirt, rips open his pants and whips his smooth, well-built body

 

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The man, Hatler Gurius, rips off Darron’s shirt, rips open his pants and whips his smooth, well-built body

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It started with Mitts –Part 11

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Going for a walk

I wake up when Bob gets up and realize I barely slept. The sun is shining into the room. The night was hard. I could hardly sleep in the tight restraints, but that was probably also due to the heavy thoughts that were troubling me. Yesterday was really too much. I can’t do this. My mind is made up: As soon as I can make the decision, I will leave Bob.

My only concern is whether he’ll actually allow it. Sure, he’ll ostensibly give me the choice. Bob has never lied to me; he keeps his word. On the surface. Because in the end, he always gets what he wants. Will he manipulate me? He still has plenty of time to brainwash me. Or will he trick me somehow? In any case, he’ll want to make it look like I made the decision myself. I spent the whole night wondering how he’d go about it.

Bob comes back to bed with me, where I’m still wrapped in the leather straps. He lies down next to me and cuddles. I don’t respond, trying to keep my distance, not letting myself be seduced. Still, it feels good. Bob plays with me until my cock is hard again. “Yesterday wasn’t easy for you. I thought we’d take a little trip today. I wanted to show you some of the beautiful scenery. We’ll leave after breakfast!”

Bob always manages to surprise me. I’m happy to finally be able to get out again. He won’t be able to lead me on a leash, or in handcuffs. A little bit of freedom. But I remain suspicious—I still remember the “party” well.

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The Deputy Sheriff

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By Rubrpig

As always, this slave is writing while wearing Wesco big boss double buckle engineers, locked in a Carrara chastity belt, padlocked wrist restraints, and a locked posture collar.

Adam shrugged his heavy muscled shoulders to ease the stress, and his body armor creaked as he flexed.  His biceps strained the short sleeves of his tan uniform shirt.  His shirt was soaked under the armored vest.  The vest was heavy and made heavier with all the equipment he had attached to the vest.  He was tired but he was near the end of his shift on highway patrol.  Just then a leather clad man on a Harley passed his cruiser but he was just below the speed limit, so Adam just looked at the rider.  The rider was obviously heavily muscled under the heavy black riding leathers.  The rider wore a matte black full-face helmet so Adam could not check out the rider’s face, so Adam lost interest and headed back to the sheriff’s station to end his shift.

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It started with Mitts –Part 05

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Breakfast

I begged him to open the mask again, but instead he turned me onto my stomach and even put my upper arm cuffs back on. I screamed but he just ignored me, turned me on my back again, opened the cage and took it off my cock. Bob sat on me so that my cock was wedged between my stomach and him and only the glans with the catheter was slightly protruding between his thighs.

“I want you to imagine in your mind’s eye how I’m sitting here on top of you and playing with your cock. Describe to me what you see!” I imagined the situation, him kneeling on me with his legs apart, my body wedged between his thighs, the large bulge between his thighs. His body rising above me, looking even bigger from below. His pectoral muscles are more clearly visible from here, as a relief that emerges vividly from his body, which also appears even wider from below.

The shoulders, which stand out as a curve in the silhouette, merge in one direction into the biceps, which virtually spill out of the suit, merge into the broad forearms and finally into his large hands. And in the other direction, coming from the shoulder, I see the strong bull neck with its curves under the rubber leading to the strong neck, to his angular face with the prominent cheekbones, the short trimmed full beard, the short shaved sides and the full black head of hair. Then, of course, the dark eyes that watch me with a penetrating gaze, as if they could see inside me.

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