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Over the Line – Part 2: Second Down

By ty dehner

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It wasn’t hard to spot him as I came down the jet way. A smile came across his face as he saw me, and we hugged for a long while. He even kissed me briefly as not to startle too many of those conservatives in the terminal. His hand held my neck securely as we walked away from the gate. He certainly did look great. He was in a nice pair of Wranglers that stacked well on his black boots. I was a bit surprised at the size of his belt buckle which he joked would be ripping up my ass some night. He was, of course, in a football jersey, team colors of the Roughriders. His hat, also of the Roughriders, was well worn. We headed out of the terminal, out to his Ford F250 and out of the airport.

As he drove me around the city, showing me the sites, he would reach over and grab my hand. We would hold hands, on occasion squeezing to let each other know we were finally touching again. It was fun seeing this new city, him knowing all the interesting spots. At one point we stopped and went for a walk around Fort Calgary. Many times, I couldn’t take my eyes off my Linebacker Sir. We returned to the truck and while driving past the Saddle Dome, he told me that we will be in town for the Stampede in a few months and that the rodeo is exciting!

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Armoured Dominance – Part 3

By Rubrpig

Jason slowly woke up and stretched, well stretched as much as he could considering he was locked in his heavy armour. He was getting used to being always armed and now that he had been slowly switched to a low waste diet, the need to remove pieces of his armour had declined to only several days a week. Looking back at the 9 months since Sir and himself had left the ranch in California where they had been fitted with their armours had been an intense time due to the changes in not only the way he had to live but also in adapting to being the body servant to his former friend and partner now his Sir.

Their lives had started to settle into a routine. Most days he would get up before his Sir and prepare coffee and start on making breakfast. He was now quite used to cooking and manipulating kitchen tools and equipment with his gauntleted hands. As soon as the coffee was ready, he would pour a large mug and climb the stairs to the large Master bedroom that was now solely used by his Sir. He would knock and enter. Walking over to the bed he would set the mug down on the table and kneel waiting for his Sir to stir, wake and acknowledge him. His Sir usually would get up and stretch flexing his heavily muscled frame. Although Sir was smaller than him in height Sir was still as heavily muscled as he was under his armour. Sir would move over to stand in front of his kneeling servant, unlatch the visor and open the helm that covered his servants head. Jason would then open his mouth and his Sir would shove in his cock and begin pissing. Jason had become very used to being used as the urinal for his Sir and was now very used to the strong rank morning piss that filled his mouth every morning. Once the flow had slowed and stopped, Jason would suck and lick his Sir’s cock.

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Armoured Dominance – Part 1

By Rubrpig

Jason and Scott had been chatting a long time on several chat sites about their various fetishes. However, the fetish that both were very intense about was medieval armour. Both men lusted after images of men in full armour. They had gotten into spending time together during the summer months when they could match vacation schedules and visiting various Renaissance Faires in the US and a couple of times they had ventured to England to see jousting exhibitions at Herstmonceaux and Arundel Castles, both of which host international jousting competitions during the summer.

Jason had always made it a habit of playing the national lottery and as a joke he promised Scott that if he won the grand prize he would get custom made suits of armour for both of them. Both men had longed lusted after armour on the website of Historical Reproductions. This company was in Southern California and was owned and operated by an renowned armourer and jouster by the name of James Norton. He was famous for not only the superb armour he created but as a world class jouster that competed at the Royal Armouries in England in their annual tournament.

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