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Robert Mapplethorpe exhibition at the Guggenheim in New York City

There’s a really hot exhibition of works by Robert Mapplethorpe through July 10, then returning July 24 until early January, at the Guggenheim museum in New York City. If you are in or are coming to New York, it’s definitely worth checking out.

Although many of these photographs are famous, I had never seen them exhibited in a gallery before. I’m impressed with the technical quality of Mapplethorpe’s work, and I am moved by his subject matter. Mapplethorpe depicted leather and s/m sex, and even rubber and other fetishes! This was incredibly groundbreaking for someone in the 1970s. You have to remember that he was working before the Internet, before Tumblr made subject matter like this abundant.

I thought a lot about one image — “Joe (Rubber Man)” — because I am wondering where he would have gotten that full rubber body suit back then. There’s also some even more shocking stuff (not pictured here) including a watersports picture and another, a self-portrait, in which the artist has a bullwhip up his butt.

My favorite picture of all (shown above and below) is “Brian Ridley and Lyle Heeter,” the picture in which a leather Sir has his boy chained up in their living room.

Below are some of the pictures I took of the pictures:

Metalbond visits Robert Mapplethorpe exhibition at the Guggenheim

 

You can learn more about this exhibition at the Guggenheim by clicking here.

There are also several movies about Mapplethorpe, the best of which is (in my opinion) called “Mapplethorpe: Look at the Pictures” — trailer here:

An untamed muscle beast gets tied up and controlled

Security guard Vincent is roped naked on all fours and on display like a slave at the market. There’s no shutting up this mouthy fucker. Even with a big ball gag shoved in his stupid gob he’s hurling insults. They slick him up with oil so all his muscles gleam like a trophy bull. Vincent’s round bum is repeatedly lashed till he’s wailing like a bitch. It’s so easy to control this untamed beast. Rub his cock the right way and it goes very rigid and he’s aching to get off like a big stupid donkey.

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What Van Darkholme is up to these days

Visitors to the Metalbond site will recognize Van Darkholme, of Bound Gods and the many other Kink.com sites. Today, Van lives in the Carolinas, where is building a bondage camp! Here are some pictures from his personal website — which contains updates from Van, plus many more pictures and some cool videos:

Van Darkholme gay bondage

You can see Van Darkholme’s personal blog by clicking here

Also be sure to check out his work at KinkMen.com

Speaking of Van, this is my favorite picture of him:

Van Darkholme

‘The Exchange’ by Robert Payne now available as an e-Book

Robert Payne (aka John Embry, of blessed memory) was the founder of Drummer magazine, and he was also author of many male bondage stories. Now, one of his tales — “The Exchange” — is being published as an eBook. I was asked to write an introduction, which you can see in the “look inside” preview of the eBook, which is now available on Amazon:

The Exchange by Robert Payne

 

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True Life Part 3: Weekend

By ty dehner

This is going to be a long entry, i believe. Not just because it will cover the events through the weekend, but because of more feelings that are stirring in me. i have been under the guidance of Sir for 5 days now, longer than anyone that i’ve tried to serve. As i’ve written before, Sir is very different than those and our time together is reflecting that.

Friday night at the gym was very exciting. i continued to learn new ways to transform myself into a better person physically. i was lifting weight i had never done before. But instead of lifting the same weight over and over, Sir is showing me to lift heavy and keep lowering the weight until exhaustion. Or one can start lighter and build up. It creates more burn in myself, but the prior way i was working wasn’t progressing as well as i had hoped.

Sir did some lifting also, i was very impressed with his skills, considering he said he hadn’t lifted in a while due to being ill. Once Sir topped his personal best in weight. He was very happy! i tried to encourage him as he was lifting. As we continued working out, i will try to encourage him even more. i know Sir would like to hear his boy cheering him on, supporting him. Even though i am lifting more and working harder, i am not sore the day after. i believe that stretching is helping in that. Sir is showing me a new way to think about working out. i like that!

Continue reading True Life Part 3: Weekend

Montana – Part 07

By ty dehner

I woke suddenly and realized I was still in the room and in the bull suit. I started working the suit with the hooves. My muscles were stiff, and I was between the cool and the steamy inside the leather. It was a struggle and I eventually worked my way out of the suit and got the bull hood off. There were keys for the muzzle and soon I was dropping the leather off me. I tried the keys, but none opened the cock cage I was trapped in. I stood slowly.  It felt great to have the feeling return to my arms and legs and stretch them again. I was alone in a small room and as I stood there was a wooden bench with a note and some clothes on it.

“Boy, here is some clothes for you to put on. Put it all on and we’ll be heading out to the bar after you’re done. I know you’re sweaty and pissed soaked, but I like a boy like that. So, get dressed and let’s head to the bar!”

With my cock still locked in the steel there was no underwear. But there was a pair of black Wranglers with a belt and huge silver buckle on it. The Wranglers were snug and showed the bulge in my crotch. A pair black boots followed. As I slide my feet in each I discovered they were filled with piss. Guess that is how I wear boots these days. As I stood I put on the cowboy shirt followed by a leather vest. There were a pair of black leather work chaps that were also snug and helped to further show off my cock and balls. A black leather jacket was followed by tight leather gloves and a black cowboy hat.

Continue reading Montana – Part 07

The Examination – Part 5

By Slavebladeboi

The gates closed behind me as I drove onto the road. What the fuck had I just done? The obvious answer was spinning round inside my head, I’d just about broken every protocol of my job. I’d ignored the rules about admissions, invoices, data, official forms, getting personal with clients and especially getting personal with subjects. But who couldn’t get personal with this subject? I looked into the rear view mirror and saw those two luscious brown eyes looking back at me. Yeah, I know. I’m a sucker for eyes, delicious young boy eyes with long dark lashes that I just want to put my tongue round and kiss.

Of course, what I should have done is arrange for the official van to collect him like any other admission. Then two thugs would arrive in their solid, heavy, high black leather boots, full leather gear and MX style biker crash helmets with dark goggles and face protectors, night sticks in their belts and obvious muscles under it all. They would pull out the stretcher, it was really a simple steel grid the size and shape of a stretcher only more convenient for fixing someone to and more hygienic.

Continue reading The Examination – Part 5