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Nick and Daniel – Part 2

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By Atlanta Stud

Atlanta StudThe next morning Dan started whipping up a large batch of scrambled eggs, toast, juice and coffee when a shirtless Nick walked into the kitchen wearing his cargo shorts and black no-show socks. That was the first time Dan had seen Nick shirtless and was impressed with his muscular shoulders and traps and his muscular hairy chest, which he kept neatly trimmed.

“Damn that’s smells great and I’m hungry as hell!” Nick said. “We still hitting the weights after breakfast?”

“Sure thing if you’re up for it,” Dan responded.

“Definitely! Only thing, I forgot my gym bag at my ‘shoebox’ as you call it. Mind if I borrow some shorts and a shirt?” Nick asked.

“No prob. Got a drawer full of workout gear. Go find something while I finish making the eggs. Bottom left drawer has shorts and bottom right has shirts.”

Nick grabbed a pair of black workout shorts and changed into that and a light gray UA muscle shirt, the kind that fits snug and shows off every muscle movement when it’s on. As he turned to leave the room, he noticed a pair of antique-looking cuffs on the nightstand.

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Lockdown update

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Hey prisoners, how are you all handling the lockdown? I hope you’re all doing well, and staying safe and healthy. Just a quick update from NYC — things are still fine at this end, and I have been working on my day job during the day and doing Metalbond updates after hours and on the weekends. I miss my local barbershop, though! I finally gave in and gave myself a buzz cut late last week.

In the coning days and weeks, there will be lots more posts coming to the Metalbond site, including many new stories. In fact, there’s enough in my inbox now for “story week” which can start as early as tonight. One of the stories will be a re-post of a long-running popular series, because the author of that one has updated it with a brand new chapter, so be sure to watch for that.

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You can also order items from websites of retailers like Sinvention and E-Stim Systems, whose online businesses are still up and running even during the pandemic. When ordering from E-Stim, be sure to use the code “METALBOND” at checkout to save 10 percent on your order (offer is good for one time only).

All of the pay sites and businesses mentioned above are longtime supporters and friends, and by patronizing them you are supporting the Metalbond site!

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ImmobileRestraint – Chapter 12

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By Nitro

Nitro AtlantaIn Ian’s storage confines he heard the earbuds in his hood turn on, and he knew that SIR was up to something.

“Good boy – now get to work. I’m fucking horny and need to get off.” He heard his SIR growl in his deep gruff voice. And this made his own cock throb in the spiked chastity cage and made him growl into the gag and start sucking on it with earnest. He just KNEW that SIR was watching him on the camera so he wanted to please his SIR. He started to slowly wiggle in the sleepsack, thus triggering the heavy electro, and he began panting as the shocks hit harder.

He pictured SIR in full leathers and enjoying an Asylum cigar as he had his cock serviced and the visual was driving him wild. His cock was steadily throbbing harder into the spikes in the cage, and fucking hell it hurt. Jake continued to clench on the fat plug and suck on the gag in time with one another, wishing they were both a little bit bigger as the predicament went on.

What the fuck was he thinking – BIGGER?!?!

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Nice!

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By BigMouthfla

NOTE: This story originally appeared on the LockedMEN male chastity site, and it is shared here with the author’s permission.

We had been friends for some time. There was definitely some attraction between us but we never acted upon it until one day where I guess he was just really worked up.  He grabbed me and we started making out and well, it was really nice. He lifted his shirt and I started feeling his chest and torso. He moved my hand further down to his pants and I could not only see but feel his raging hardon.

He unbuttoned his pants and stood up to pull his pants down.  Wow he had a really nice dick!  I figured he was uncut and my suspicions were confirmed.  His dick was really nice being not too big but definitely not small.  It has a nice thickness to it. His foreskin was mostly covering the head.  I didn’t waste any time and went straight to it and put it on my mouth pulling his foreskin back once he was fully in my mouth.  I loved how his foreskin was long enough to fully cover his hard dick, but because his head was big, the skin would easily stay behind the head while he was hard.  He’s got the perfect dick!  Some uncut guys have skin that seems to constantly get in the way, but not his.  He loved it and let out several moans.

Because of his size and my own skills I could easily take him all the way down to the base and he loved that.  I sucked on him for a good while and he started pushing his hips back and forth gently. After a while, not too long, he started moaning more.  I wasn’t sure if he was getting close, but he kept that up for a while.

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Dirk Caber and Damien Moreau: Power Play

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At Bound Gods, Damien Moreau is beaten into submission, taking corporal punishment, electricity and Dirk Caber’s rock hard cock:

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Dirk Caber brings Damien Moreau to his play space and shoves his face into his armpit. Neither one willing to submit, Dirk and Damien go back and forth to determine who’s exactly in control. Dirk overpowers Damien and grabs his hands, locking them up above his head. Mr Caber kneels down to Damien’s rock hard cock and bites down on it as Damien screams for mercy. He’s then brought to his knees for Dirk to teach him a lesson in how to suck cock. Damien swallows his master’s cock as Dirk beats the captive down into submission. Suspended in the air, Damien swings back and forth as Dirk pulls him by the balls before bringing him down to cock sucking height. He shoves his hard cock down the prisoner’s throat before shoving an electric butt plug up Damien’s ass with electrodes stuck to his thighs. Damien’s hard cock throbs as electricity surges through him as he’s let down and chained to the wall for a flogging. The screams fill the room as Dirk beats him front to back with the flogger. Chained down on the bed with a ball gag in his mouth, Damien’s hole is presented for Dirk’s hard cock. He fucks Damien hard in the ass before spraying his cum all over his face and having him suck it clean.

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Muscular porn stars get into gay bondage action at Bound Gods

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Check out creepy handyman Trenton Ducati hosing down helpless vagrant Rich Kelly before fucking his ass and covering his face in cum:

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Handyman Trenton Ducati is taking out the trash when he notices a dirty bum, Rich Kelly, sleeping next to the dumpster. When Rich refuses to leave, Trenton slams him against the dumpster, tearing away his clothes and pushing him to the ground. On his knees, Rich is made to swallow Trenton’s rock hard cock before he’s dragged off and locked up in chains. The horny handyman hoses Rich off and shoves an enema up his ass to make sure he’s good and clean. After ramming his cock up the bum’s ass, Trenton has him bound in the center of the room, ready for a flog. He beats Rich down before suspending him by his wrists and ankles, his hole wide open for Trenton’s cock. After a relentless fuck, Trenton cums all over Rich’s face before milking a load out of the bum’s cock.

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And check out hairy muscle stud Billy Santoro at the mercy of Dirk Caber:

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Muscled hunk Billy Santoro stands bound in rope with a blindfold around his eyes as his leather master Dirk Caber approaches. Dirk begins pinching and biting Billy’s nipples before warming him up with punches to the chest. Billy embraces the pain as his leather master breaks out the flogger and beats the stud front to back. Their cocks are rock hard as Dirk fucks Billy from behind, handgagging his mouth to muffle the bound stud’s screams as he drives his cock deeper and deeper. On Dirk’s bed, Billy is bound with a gag in his mouth as his dom whips him with the crop. After taking Dirk’s cock up his ass once more, Billy has wax poured all over his torso and rewarded with Dirk’s load all over his face.

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Edge Failure — Chapter 02

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Note: This is the continuation of a story that was started by Bikermike. For the first part, click here.

By slavebladeboi

Good single tailed whips are not cheap and this one was not even close to cheap. I was no expert in these things when I purchased my first one but took a deal of time to find out what I could and get advice from those who knew. I ended up with what I thought was the perfect beast. Actually beauty and beast. The craftsmanship was exquisite, perfectly balanced from end to end. I could grip it and feel the power running down its length, almost feel the pain it could unleash in the sub’s muscles or, if I wanted, the gentle kiss of the leather as it stroked the skin of whoever was tied stretched in front of me.

I stepped behind the boi, judging his reactions as he turned his head slightly to follow the sound of boots on concrete. I’d play him for a while, let him think it was all I had before showing him reality.

It took very little effort to bring the tip of the leather into contact with his shoulders, the merest arm position and wrist action. He winced, no noise. A few more and his breathing became more obvious but still no other noise from his throat. Small red lines began to appear on his summer tanned back, hardly noticeable really. I positioned my feet for a better balance and swung my arm. This time it made an impression. He obviously had decided to clamp his jaw shut but the Hmmmmph he made showed me that he was feeling more than the kisses he’d been given so far. A few more, I left about 20 seconds between each one.

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Chains

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By lithium500mg

Part One

Whenever I see a naked steel chain I get hard. I want to feel the cold metal around my wrists, around my ankles, tightly harnessing my chest, cradling my groin, and digging into my ass. I want to feel the torture of a chain-mail chastity squeezing my balls and delivering a shallow catheterization when my dick is undisciplined.

Leather? For me leather is a work uniform. My love of the feel and smell of leather is satiated by professional motorcycle racing where thick cowhide is necessary for safety. On racing weekends I’m encased in heavy, sweaty leathers while riding on pavements hot enough to make French toast. I love the animal skin’s shrink-when-wet behavior that requires peeling out of it after a race day is over. In fact, someone on my team has to help peel it off my chest (I can do the rest). Racing fans with pit passes sometimes seem to enjoy the show of a ripped torso that has struggled to keep the bike upright through lefties and righties, corkscrews, and the heavy traffic aiming for the hole shot.

When my team finished the race at Willow Springs, I headed up towards the Air Force base on my street bike to new Master’s rented home. His shift as an MP at the base stockade ended in about two hours, so I had the place to myself. I stripped off my jeans and T-shirt, went to the crate where the linked steel was stored, and began adding metal to my now naked body.

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