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He wakes up only to find he is tied up in a strange place

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Here is more from BreederFuckers. In this shoot, Mark rouses to find himself in a very tight spot! Roped to the wall and dressed in nothing but a sheer sporty kit, he struggles in vain and thrashes about in confusion.

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Down on his hands and knees, his thin shorts are torn open so they can plunge into his ripe arsehole. At the same time he’s facefucked so that he is rammed from both ends. After Mark’s arse is covered in spunk, Dave uses it as lube to slide into his hole. He’s fucked full of cum while also being ordered to suck clean the dick that was just plunged deep inside him. Mark cowers on the floor, his sore arse turned into a cum dump and desperately dreams of being back home.

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Jack is taken down hard

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Here’s another update from BreederFuckers. In this shoot, Jack really fancies himself as a slick young wheeler and dealer. He thinks his time is so fucking valuable, but here Dave and Aaron drag him into their perverted lair to use him for as long as they please. Former hetero Aaron has been so thoroughly converted that he now gets off on taking out his sexual aggression on hapless arrogant male cunts like fresh punk Jack. He and Dave absolutely destroy Jack’s clothes so he’s left totally naked and fucking terrified. They set upon him like wild animals, running their tongues all over his sweaty muscular body. Jack is pinned to the floor and his arse cheeks are parted so Dave’s tongue can dive into his pink virgin sphincter. This hetero’s manhole tastes so delicious both Dave and Aaron spend ages flicking their tongues around its ring. Jack’s captors get even more turned on plundering his sporty kit bag to sniff at his dirty jock strap and pants. The furious tattooed lad is totally overwhelmed as they grind against him, feeling their growing erections pressing against his vulnerable arse and his angry red face. Jack has no clue what’s going to happen but it will be severe and relentless!

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Trained to please his master

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Here’s another scene from Dream Boy Bondage — see below for a free video preview!

Dirk Wakefield is a classic kept boy, spoiled, arrogant and free-loading. Today, all that changes. He has been sent to us to be trained, to be turned into a true slave. This young man will learn that he exists to please his master, that he is an object of desire, a sex toy, and nothing more. He is strung-up and stripped naked. Then his days of torment are described in full detail. He argues and complains until he is gagged. Then he is stripped naked and receives 100 lashes, first with the flogger, then with the single-tail whip. One-hundred lashes. And, trust us, this is just the beginning.

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Title of this shoot: Dirk Wakefield – Kept Boy – Part 1

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Scott’s Revenge – Part 1

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By PFC Pflege

I knew, generally, it was coming, but still I was totally unprepared for it when it happened. Scott’s revenge, I mean. He’s jumped me before, and made it stick – tying my hands before I know what’s going on, and then working me over. He loves jumping me, because I am taller and more solid than he is; and my arms and legs are very muscular. I love showing off my 17-inch biceps in tight t-shirts. Scott is a young, lithe, muscled wrestler, but if I ever lock him again in a bear hug, as I did once, all his wrestling skills are nothing, and he would, as he did, have to submit.  We have been doing stuff to each other for a number of years, all of it involving bondage in one form or the other.

Last time was Scott’s turn to get it, and he got it like this. I had him put on his wrestling singlet, smooth tight Lycra, and nothing else. The singlet showed off his muscles, his toned chest and abdomen, and his packed crotch. The singlet was tight, and I could see his big dick and his twin nuts outlined in the Lycra. As I tied his hands in front of him, I ground my knee gently into the package, feeling his cock hardening in the singlet. Then, I jerked his hands upwards, with a rope over a rafter. We were in my basement, which looked as if it were designed for bondage, with overhead rafters and pipes, and steel posts holding up the floor above. Lots of ways and places Scott could tie me, or I could tie him.

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Just Go With It – Part 2

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By ty dehner

After we had arrived at the Amtrak station and parked the single rider had left his bike and came to me, reminding me to do as I was told. He tapped his weapon on my helmet and nodded. I agreed and nodded back. The other uncuffed my hands and we both dismounted the bike. They stood on both sides of me and each grabbed my elbow with their gloved hands. We started walking towards the train that was in the station.

Were they going to put me on a train, in full gear like this. What will people think of a biker or a group of bikers on the train?! I can’t go on a long trip as I have work and commitments. But I don’t think these guys care. I hesitate a bit and one moves his hand to my neck and squeezes. I realize that even if I did run I was locked in all this gear and couldn’t even make a noise to anyone. And fuck my cock was pressing against the little spikes in the cock cage.

We approach the back of the train and one of the conductors meets us. One of the cops gives him an envelope and we climb into the train. There is no one else on the train but us. They lead me down the aisle and into another car that has the rooms. After a couple of doors, I am pushed in a room. The room is very small but there is a bunk and on the white sheets is a leather sleep sack. I look at them through their helmeted heads and shake my head no, trying to stay something through the gag. They firmly grab me and move me closer to the bed. I can’t go in that, I can’t go anywhere. I don’t know these guys I don’t know where we’re going.

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