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‘Reflected Glory’ by Hooder
Hooder is one of the most prolific male BDSM fiction authors. He’s posted 165 stories (and counting!) over at Telmachus, a site filled with awesome artwork, stories and much more. One of Hooder’s most recent titles is “Reflected Glory,” which I found genuinely moving. Click the image directly below to read it:
For a list of all the stories by Hooder, click here
The complete Telemachus Story Archive is here
You can also find Hooder on Recon
Black Leather Cops and Revenge – Part 5
By Alex Ironrod © 2021
PART FIVE- THE RETURN
“OK, boyo, I’m going to seriously bruise that fucking bubble-butt of yours with this whip. I’m not forgetting you can’t see it with that hood and blindfold on. But you can feel these knots trailing down your back right now and tickling your ribs. Right? Just nod. Good. Now I want you to count the strokes as I lay them on you.
Yes, you’ll have to shout through the gag. Here comes number…ONE. Let me hear something. Shout louder next time. TWO. It’s no use trying to pull yourself loose from the ropes. I’m a master at knots as well. THREE. And I like my boys stretched good and tight for thrashing. FOUR. I still can’t hear you. Shout, damn it! FIVE. We’re getting you warmed up nicely. SIX. And let’s try a couple round the front. One to get those nipples erect, and one for your cock – although that’s already at attention.
“You’re sweating – and groaning – and wriggling – that’s good. I like that. Now comes the main event – my seven-inch ramrod at your door. Shit, donut stiffen up. I need your fucking chute relaxed to receive me. That’s right, push back and welcome me into your warmed-over hole. Come on, for Christ’s sake, this is Master Jim giving you a fuck, not some Nelly queen from the nearest leather bar. You told me you’d been ploughed before, so let me in and stretch your passage. No, you can’t buck me out, and I’m coming in all the way.
Hidden Detention — Part 03
By Desert Pioneer
Immediately Jack figures he knows what is going on. This night was more than he could have imagined. Yet I’ve imagined so much, but I could have done without the sucker punch. Kidnap with bag over head, however, on the bucket list.
Without the use of his sight, Jack is led deeper into the trees, perhaps along that path but at times through undergrowth. Neither Jack nor either of his captors speak a word. Jack doesn’t think his chance of being released is very good but wonders if he should add some resistance as part of the role play (if that is what this is). Actually, this is pretty shitty role play he thinks. Too obvious. Yet the dress up cop had seemed pretty adamant about Jack leaving. If this is some back woods role play Jack is clearly not on the invitation list. Still, they could have used further measures to get Jack to leave but instead they are dragging him deeper into the woods.
Getting Wet
By bootboy
Don’t really know how I ended up where I did. Sometimes I think i’m crazy to stay here, and other times I think i’m just where I should be. I didn’t plan this: I just sort of slid into it. Not even sure how much further into slavery I can slide. Maybe tomorrow i’ll decide to call it quits, but I might just decide to stay put and ride it out. Kind of surprised how far i’ve gone. It just didn’t happen by accident though, I think it’s a bit like a storm. You can sense that one is approaching, seeing the clouds gathering and all, and you can either head inside and batten down the hatches or you can stay out in the thick of it. I guess I don’t know enough to come in out of the rain but I like splashing around and getting wet.
If anyone looked in through the window and saw me here; shaved from head to toe, my hands locked behind my back with wrist restraints, collared and hitched to the post of a loft bed, i’m sure that they would think I was crazy. But when I look out and see how most people live, to me, they are the ones who seem crazy: or worse.
Leather Affection: An excerpt
By ty dehner
Saturday arrives, it is late afternoon as Sean is sitting on the sofa watching television in his apartment. He is waiting for the phone call from Lance as to where they are going to meet. Wearing his well-worn Levi’s 501 button fly in blue; he has on a plain black t-shirt under his leather jacket that he wore during their first meeting in the park, with a pair of black ranger style leather boots on his feet. His attention is not with the program on the television screen, his thoughts go to the man he met dressed in leather.
What could he want Sean to do this evening? There was something different about what has happened so far. Sure, Sean had played in the past, light bondage, some spanking and wrestling with a guy or two. Over the past few years, he’d meet a guy, get tied up and even fucked and sucked a guy off, but nothing ever seems to stick. It was more of a one-time event for them to each get their rocks off and then move on to the next scene with the next guy.
With Lance, Sean had a different feeling in his gut. That they are meeting again tonight means things are lasting longer than they normally do. Their conversation in the park was hours long and felt that Lance was seeking something long term. That is how Sean has been feeling as he has been getting older. There is time to be a kid and fuck around, then time to become an adult, getting serious about one’s life, to connect with someone and form a bond that will last.
Corporate Takeover – Chapter 04
By lthr_jock
Brian didn’t remain alone for long. A steady stream of people circulated through the darkroom and several stopped to look at him. Several of the twinks turned their nose up at the older man, but several stopped to appreciatively run their hands over his leather and muscles and to tease his cock. A couple took selfies with him. Brian had no idea how long he had been there when two men walked in, both hugely muscled, both bare-chested and wearing leather jeans and heavy boots. One was ginger, the other blond – he recognised them immediately. They were the guys who had clocked him in the locker room at the gym. They recognised him too and both stood in front of him grinning.
“See, I told you he was into the gear.”
“Yeah, I know. But I reckon he’s into the muscle too.”
“You reckon? Let’s check.”
The two started to do muscle poses in front of him, making their already impressive muscles swell and bulge. The effect on Brian was to make him even more aroused – this is what he wanted to be!
The two men chuckled at the reaction they were having. The ginger one stepped forward. “I see you’re training with Chris. He’s a good man. He’ll push you. But if you want to get huge, we can get you the juice you need.” He leaned in and plucked one of Brian’s hairs out of his chest. “But if you’re serious, got to get yourself shaved smooth – then you can compete.”
Vintage gay leather porn: Argos the Sessions
This vintage gay leather sex video, Argos the Sessions, from Roger Earl, is the first in the Bound for Europe series (gay leather, SM, bondage, fetish). Harry Ros, a topman, enters the bar and begins to terrorize a wimpy-looking guy, Paul V. Rooy. Ros slaps him in the face and then chains him up with a long set of links, adding extra clamps for his tits.
Ros and another top, James Bruce, who is wearing some kind of military uniform, do an elaborate bondage scene on Lance Evans before, as the February 1991 issue of Manshots says, they “fist his dick to a gushing finish.” In the dungeon, Gerard Jonkers and Bruce work over a pair of slaves, Frans Roest and Theun DeBoer. Roest shoots a big gusher after a session of bondage and tit play.
While Roest watches from his suspension bondage, Ros tops Gerard. He spanks and slaps with his bare hand, but he also uses a cat o nine tails and a leather strap. Jonkers shoots some of that gorgeous white stuff out of his pierced piss slit.
The first scene starts with Harry Ros, notable for his angular features and long fingers, assertively stomping into a leather bar. A bald guy, Paul V. Rooy, with a pierced nose, submits immediately to the slapping hands of Ros (Ros does love to work with his hands; sometimes that’s all one needs as a BDSM top). He chains him up, attaching the nose piercing to his tits and to the Prince Albert on his cock. V. Rooy must really be into humiliation, as Ros ends up making him drink beer out of a dog bowl. The camera work throughout is natural, unobtrusive. The viewer feels that the scene is really happening in the actual leather bar setting; it doesn’t feel staged at all.
A hot moustached daddy type in full leather (Lance Evans) then enters the bar, and interacts with a dreamy looking guy (intense eyes) dressed in what looks like some type of uniform (James Bruce). They make out, and the viewer seems shots of them doing it with their gear off, but not totally naked, an effective touch, but one could do without the ominous music at this point. Ros joins in, and he and the uniform stud end up disrobing Evans; the big bulge in Evans’ leather is quite noticeable.
There’s some slackening in the tension here as Ros ties the knots, but the ecstatic expression on Evans’ face (kind of reminds me, perversely, of one of those Jesus as Ecce Homo pictures) as the two tops work him over keeps the dynamic going. One can tell all three guys are attracted to each other; kissing and licking and sucking occur just as much as BDSM play. Up this point, the interaction has been nonverbal, but as Evans spectacularly cums from his veiny cock, one can hear Ros saying something like “beautiful.” And it is!
In the next scene, Gerard Jonkers, a tattooed muscle stud, and Bruce work over two slaves, Frans Roest and Theun de Boer. The groveling Theun de Boer appears to be a major pain pig; though he doesn’t get flogged to the level of some of the other bottoms in other leather films, his writhing moans while chained to what looks like a tree trunk as the tops flog him, and his overall submissive attitude, make the viewer want to see him in some really heavy action. The scene really flows well, climaxing in studmuffin Roest’s cumshot while he is restrained to another pole and spanked and caned de Boer roughly flung down to the ground and used as a muddy bootwipe. Hot!
In the final scene, three guys stomp down into what looks like a basement dungeon. Ros puts Roest into some form of suspension bondage, spread-eagled against a wall. He then proceeds to work over Jonkers. Jonkers gets naked, and Ros strips down to a jock. Ros uses a variety of implements and his bare hand on Jonkers, including a really hot cat o’ nine tails. From the looks of it, it really stings! At one point it looks like Jonkers is going to cum on Ros’ harness boot, but that doesn’t happen. Throughout, Ros seems to get into wiping Jonkers’ extensive precum. Jonkers’ thick cock emits drops of rich, milky cum.
The front cover of the issue number 20 of Mach, a Drummer publication, features a scene from this film. The issue also contains stills of other scenes from the movie.
“Filmed, utilizing real masters and genuine submissives, in the famed Amsterdam bar, the Argos, this S & M videotape titled, simply enough, Argos: The Session is first rate in both the vitality of the performers and the capturing of their action on camera,” wrote Manshots, February 1991
Video available here
Year Released: 1990
Director: Roger Earl
Studio: Marathon
Models in this shoot: Harry Ros, Gerard Jonkers, Frans Roest, Theun DeBoer, Lance Evans, James Bruce, Paul V. Rooy
Title: Argos the Sessions
Site: Retro Males
