This was it!
Finally I was getting the relief my body had been craving desperately for… less than 10 minutes???
My attention was drawn away from the beautiful sight hovering inches away from my eyes, back to the center of my helpless body’s universe. Dang I’m poetical. With just a touch from his hand, I sensed the familiar climb to orgasm, and it felt like it was going to be particularly strong.
I can’t describe to you how deep the need is when this drug kicks in. There was no enjoyment of the rising pleasure, no giddy anticipation, no urge to prolong the feeling of horniness. Pure animal lust overrides all other considerations, and this makes the immobilization of one’s limbs particularly cruel. In fact it was unbearable, not that that changed my situation (is something you can’t bear but have to bear anyway actually unbearable?).
So I was feeling relief and happiness when Adin gave my cock one stroke. Then he took his hand away, and I was plunged into shock and dismay.
I didn’t cum.
Continue reading Side Effects – Chapter 2
Note: This is the final chapter of a multi-part story by lthr_jock. To start at the very beginning, click for Part 1.
Despite Mike’s experience in sleeping in bondage, it took him a while to get to sleep as he was still nervous about what Barry might do. But in the end he dropped off to come sharply awake as an alarm clock blared out in his ear. As he blinked awake, a muscular arm reached over him and turned the alarm off. The arm then draped across Mike’s torso before idly flicking his nipples. “Morning, Mikey. Time to get up. I’ll let you go once I’ve showered.”
Uncaring that he was naked, Barry got up and walked into the adjacent bathroom. Mike could hear the sound of water running as he struggled against the restraints. He looked at the alarm clock – 05:10 – there was still enough time for him to get to work. Barry seemed to be in the shower for ages before appearing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist. He then took his time undoing, Mike, leaving the hands and gag for last. “Look I’m sorry, but I have to go to work.” Barry nodded “I understand, Mikey. But one question – did you enjoy yourself?” Mike nodded. “Good. Then I’ll be seeing you again?” Mike paused as he headed for the door. “Yes. Not sure when though.” He looked at the clock again. “Sorry, but I really have to go.” Barry laughed and waved Mike out of the room.
Mike sat in his car and looked at the time. He would just be able to get to work, but didn’t have enough time to go home first – so would have to go to work in his leathers. “Dammit!” He slammed his hands against the steering wheel and as he did so the padlock on his collar bounced off his chest. It reminded him that Frank could help, so he quickly texted him. Seconds later he got a response with a tag for a street close to the station. “Understood. Meet me here.”
Continue reading Risk – Part 12
By A Lost Boy
You might have questioned my state of mind as I pricked my index finger with a lancet, printing my identity onto a foot-long contract in the passenger seat of a man’s car I’d met via Craigslist.
You might have even pitied me upon reading the terms of agreement in question.
But I can assure you… I was sober within this act & without the haze of lust; in possession of every of my facilities.
Until recently, I was the posterchild for privileged. The kind of guy who wears a tie to smart-casual. An Oxford Alumni, willing to kiss whomever ass required to rise up through the ranks… a real piece of shit in hindsight.
I deserved this, my thoughts declared as I peeped over the first edition document towards the driver with a sinister grin; the sinister grin, I had misread as welcoming. A movie star smile with a twist, carved amongst a sea of hedge-cut facial hair.
I remember admiring the man of forty, a sharp nose; an equally as sharp chin under there somewhere. He donned a full-set of salt & peppered hair, cropped with precision.
“Are you certain?” The man said with words unambiguous as I handed over the parchment.
Continue reading No Mercenary
This shoot from Maskurbate features Zack Lemec. We’ll file this one under “lite bondage” — but it is just creepy enough to be hot, if you ask me. Zack’s number one fan has lost his mind. His love turned into hate after Zack stopped replying to his harassment messages. Pascal, the owner of Maskurbate, let Zack know that the 49-year-old known as Etienne found his address. Our muscled stud is not worried, he knows how to defend himself. Etienne executed his plan to disguise himself, enter Zack’s home and worship his body during his sleep. He didn’t expect Zack to wake up, but when he did, he hides in the wardrobe. Zack saw him. He texted Pascal: “He is here in the wardrobe. I’m going to give him quite a show.” Acting like he didn’t see Etienne, he started jerking his cock in front of him. As kinky as it looks, this was a really bad idea. How will this end? How will Etienne react? Will Zack face the crazy intruder?
Video available at Maskurbate
Title of this shoot: Obsessed
Adam woke up and stretched and looked around the hotel room. He had been on a business trip for about a week and this was the third city he had been in on this trip. He got up and walked into the bathroom and sat down to piss. As he had been travelling so much on this trip, Daddy Mike had felt it was best that the heavy steel cararra belt was removed and replaced by an clear CB6000 device which had a plastic locking seal to keep it closed. As it was all acrylic, Adam was able to pass through all the TSA checks without an incident. However, Adam missed the heavy steel belt and the feeling of security it gave him. The first couple of days out of the belt he felt like part of him was missing. He was looking forward to the trip today as it was the trip home.
After showering and getting dressed in leather jeans, black leather cowboy boots, and a denim shirt, he packed his bags, checked out of the hotel and headed to the airport. After removing his boots and belt he cleared the security check and after pulling on his boots, and putting his heavy leather belt back on, he headed for the gate. He had a couple of legs on the trip as the travel agency that the company used was not able to get a direct flight so he had to change flights in Chicago for the final leg home. He got to the gate and pulled out his laptop and logged into his email. After checking his email, he shut down his laptop and pulled out his phone and sent his Daddy a text to tell him that he was on the way home and that he would see him tonight.
Continue reading Gear 365 – Part 4
Chris squeezed his eyes shut, trying for the dozenth time in the same number of minutes to force himself to sleep. He tried not to toss and turn too much, though he couldn’t help it. Not five seconds later, Chris’s eyes flashed open, and his lips cracked back into a big silly grin. He looked to the clock on the nightstand, finding the time still too early to do anything.
With a whimper, the excited pup curled himself around his body pillow, his back to the clock. Next to him, sleeping cozily, was his boyfriend and owner, Brian. Brian was only a few years older, but had some salt and peppered hair, and a strong, beefy build. He was a playful, kind, but firm master, and a very loving boyfriend.
Yet another rush of excitement coursed through the boy’s body, his hard cock throbbing now too. Typically, Chris would spend the night in some form of restraints, in his cage next to the bed, or if he’d been naughty, on the floor. Tonight was the rare occasion he was allowed to sleep without any restraints, save for his collar, and Brian’s arms around him. Even his cock cage had been unlocked for the night, though Chris wasn’t allowed to cum. He still had his dogtail butt plug stuffed in his butt, which didn’t help anything. A night like this always meant something really amazing was about to happen…
Continue reading Roadtrip!
Check out hunky male model Zack Lemec dancing in a cage!
When it comes to adult male personalities, Zack is one of my favorites! He’s featured quite a lot on the Maskurbate site